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Ill Spector - Sunday текст песни

Исполнитель: Ill Spector

альбом: Ab Aeterno


Keep me in mind when you sleep
I wanna be your demon
I leave a taste, sickly sweet
You're gonna lose your feeling
Watch me go and try to scream
Darling, no one can hear you
You never know what I mean
And so I slowly withdrew
I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest
I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars

I want love
Try to wash me off your neck
But I've gotten under your skin
I leave a mark, just your luck
You know I don't aim to kill
I hold every moment dear
And I can still see you face
So my death doesn't insight fear
I know you think that I'm strange
I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest
I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars
I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest
I want love
I want grace
I want God
I want faith

I want love

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest
I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars
I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest
I want love
I want grace
I want God
I want faith

I want love

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