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Your a hard one Your a cold one In the shadow of your thighs I am buried in the jungle In the centre I am lost I am weary Expectation In the deepness of your sighs I will wander thru the alley Getting warmer Getting high There are heavy outer layers There is softness down inside Of the mistery words are spoking Of the violence Nothing said
Writer(s): Tim Myers, Schuyler Fisk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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