Lyrics Rhythm of Cruelty - Magazine
I
brought
your
face
down
on
my
head
It
was
something
I
rehearsed
in
a
dream
You′re
too
good
looking
for
your
own
damn
good
And
you
don't
know
what
it
could
mean
You′ve
got
me
dying
of
thirst
in
the
meantime
It
even
hurts
when
I
scream
You've
got
me
drowning
and
still
in
the
meantime
You
don't
know
what
it
could
mean
Because
in
my
drunken
stupor
I′ve
got
to
admire
your
ingenuity
And
I
nod
my
head,
oh
so
wisely
To
the
rhythm
of
your
cruelty
You′ve
got
me
dying
of
thirst
in
the
meantime
It
even
hurts
when
I
scream
You've
got
me
drowning
and
still
in
the
meantime
You
don′t
know
what
it
could
mean
Because
you
want
to
have
your
price
And
something
you
could
hold
your
faith
up
to
I
don't
know
how
to
tell
you
this
But
you′ve
got
it
coming
all
the
way
to
you
You
don't
even
know
what
it
could
mean
You
don′t
even
know
what
it
could
mean
I
don't
know
what
it
could
mean
We
don't
even
know
what
it
could
mean
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