The Cure - Orgy - Sözleri

A disease is under my fingernails 

it stains me like a tattoo 

Back on the Rack 

aching w/ time 

your face is familiar 

from another crime 

and we could swim, we could swim 

my little fishes and me 

Overgrown senses prickle + spark 

the flesh is in the palm of my hand 

Back on the Rack 

love under will 

your face is familiar 

from another kill 

A tongue explodes into my mouth 

a taste of coma and tears 

Back on the Rack 

my shape of rage 

your face is familiar 

from another cage 

and we could swim... 













		
			



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