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Stroke 9 - Down Down

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Предложение действительно для Российских операторов.

(aka the bumper to bumper version)



You are so down inside

You are so

You are so down inside

You are so

Down inside



Frozen fingers on my skin

Guilty hands clutching gin

Your tin, thin eyes cant see within

Soul to soul, shin to shin we burn



And the silence wont subside

As I crawl to your scaly side

Your eyes could never hide

My eyes and all their pride



Carving out a piece for me

Saving three for you

Squeeze me tight and thats all



Carving out a piece for me

Saving three for you

Squeeze me tight and thats all



My shoulder to your face so warm

Dim light from moon outlines our form

Sinewy and shiftless and so forlorn

Between here and there and everywhere youre torn



Carving out a piece for me

Saving three for you

You squeeze me tight and thats all



Waiting, waiting for you

To call out my name

Speak to me

And say that its alright

To be on the wrong track



Just call out my name

And speak to me

And say its alright to be on the wrong track



Can you feel it

Can you feel it



Waiting, waiting for you

To call out my name

Speak to me

And say that its alright

To be on the wrong track





(aka the nasty little thoughts version)



Frozen fingers on my skin

Guilty hands clutching gin

Your tin, thin eyes cant see within

Soul to soul and skin to skin we burn

And the silence wont subside

As I crawl to your scaly side

Your eyes could never hide

My eyes and all their pride



My shoulder to your face is so warm

Dim light from the moon outlines our form

Youre sinewy and shiftless and so forlorn

Between here and there and everywhere youre torn



Carving out a piece for me, saving three for you

Squeeze me tight and thats all



Waiting........waiting for you



To call out my name, speak to me

And say that its alright to be on the wrong track

Call out my name, speak to me

And say that its alrigh to be on the wrong track



Theres a warm breeze in the city tonight

Soft light makes every sad sight seem alright

And Im spinning around and were holding tight

Soul to soul and face to face we turn.....

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