Текст песни

Lip tight its prophecy sealed wafer wise come dancing caged and small in its cavity.

But I can feel your heart beat its shape in my hand. Pounded air patterns convey messages you′re the brother sended/to the brother soul yet.

But my wounds don't heal.

Авторы: Buzz Osborne

Альбом Ozma

дата релиза

01-06-1989

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