I Hate Myself - Roy On the Make - текст песни и слова, похожие исполнители

Kishore Kumar Hits — I Hate Myself - Roy On the Make текст песни

Исполнитель: I Hate Myself

альбом: Three Songs - EP

A gloomy stroll, all alone
Around the flagpole.
Inclement plain,
Salt is rain,
I'm a tiny temple.
Little ropes of wire,
A copper spire,
And feigning bashful.
Call it nonchalance,
A coquette's wand,
Dissembling fool.
Come out spark, and stop my heart
Come out spark, and stop my heart
Come out spark, and take my heart
Come out spark, and stop my heart
A blistered bruise;
I'm contused
Where you kissed me.
Come in the window at home,
Through the phone,
And the tv.
Your stay so brief,
Life is grief
And flashes of ecstasy.
Is love and time on it fine?
Nevermind...
It's mine it's mine it's fine
Come out spark, and stop my heart
Come out spark, and stop my heart
Come out spark, and take my heart
Come out spark, and stop my heart

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