letra de bottom feeder - cave in
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long walks with my temper
take me down a dead end street
in contemplation;
where do we start at the end?
before i could collect myself,
i’m vacuumed in by a figure’s armspread
with fiery gasps of iron-air,
cornered in my circle of friends.
won’t he speak to you?
emptied on the floor
were the sh-lls of my defenses,
placing in his own
bullets of condescendence.
those people shafted me
of my social weaponry.
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- letra de 114 mhz - puding pani elvisovej
- letra de date night - verse simmonds
- letra de улица (street) - teabrogi
- letra de deceitful kind - steve gulley & new pinnacle
- letra de rissen - captain planet
- letra de payback - lost
- letra de insomnia - simon joyner
- letra de lesbian orgy (interlude) - grace façade
- letra de rust - 8ruki