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>> Savage << |
Words of power are killing me While the sun displays its teeth. All mockery is laughing All violence is cheap. She said... "These are my guns These are my furs This is my living room." "You can play with me there sometimes If you catch me in the mood." Savage Savage Savage You savage... She said... "I have this unhappiness To wear around my neck." "It's a pretty piece of jewellery To show what I protect." She said... "Everything is fiction All cynic to the bone." "So don't ask me to stay with you Don't ask to see me home." Savage Savage Savage You savage... |
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