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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Stroke 9 -  Down
 Frozen fingers on my skin
 
 Guilty hands clutching gin
 
 Your tin, thin eyes can`t see within
 
 Soul to soul and shin to shin we burn
 
 And the silence won`t subside
 
 As I crawl to your scaly side
 
 Your eyes could never hide
 
 My eyes and all their pride
 
 My shoulder to your face is so warm
 
 Dim light from moon outlines our form
 
 You`re sinewy and shiftless and so forlorn
 
 Between here and there and everywhere you`re torn
 
 Craving out a piece for me, saving three for you
 
 Squeeze me tight and that`s all
 
 Waiting...waiting for you
 
 To call out my name, speak to me
 
 And say that it`s alright to be on the wrong track
 
 Call out my name, speak to me
 
 And say that it`s alright to be on the wrong track
 
 There`s a warm breeze in the city tonight
 
 Soft light makes every sad sight seem alright
 
 And I`m spinning around and we`re holding tight
 
 Soul to soul and face to face we turn.....
 
 
    
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