Army Of Mice - Fiend Тексты

Cold Skin
Glass casing
i feel you in the mourning
Yeah!

lips locked
embracing
our storm cloud is breakin
babe

and i fiend
and i fiend

dangerous
addiction
our bodies cease resistance
yeah

time won't
stop forever
so don't make this harder
babe

and i fiend
and i fiend

I'm waiting
bateing
praying
for you

crave my
pulsing
aching
longing
for you

fiend
(and I) fiend
fiend
(and I) fiend
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