The Pleasure Skin lyrics
The sound of breathing
Protect the disease in me she says The sound of breathing I have never known fear like this before I remember The beautiess old but still as good she said I remember That I woke up in a cold dark room again We are new men Were the service, the pleasure skin We are new men No words, no image, no hope and fame No shelter You could feel the bitch outside the door No shelter She said nothing is leaving here alive
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