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Текст (слова) песни: Various Artists - A Little Bitter
How the mind does shout for rest
When the bodies shaken, yeah
Oh the tightness in my chest
Still your leaves I`m raking
Lord is this a test
Was it fun creating, yeah?
My god`s a little sick
And he wants me crazy
Who
Are you
Who can say
It`s ok to live through me?
Live to be
Part of me
You`re a wrinkled magazine
Yeah
Was it something that I said?
Was it how they`re breaking, yeah
I`m so selfish, paying your rent
While your blood I`m taking
You
Spend me
Like a tree
Dirty dollar bills for leaves
Dark in a sea
Of my seeds
And the tears on which you feed
You feed
The body is a temple
A dormant alter
To where infantile men lie around
Itching and nibbling
For a small piece of sanity
Of which you can not give
Shit!
Individuality
Buying pennies with my soul
And a little Heaven spent
While the Hell I`m taking
Thieves
Parasites
Hide from life
You know they`ll remember me
They are abhorred
In self-worth
All that matters much to me
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