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Текст песни "Turns Cold To The Touch" |
 The surface of a broken hand
A credent hand with nothing left to hold
Face turns cold to the touch
My face was white
Laying on the cold tile floor the floor
When I entered your room last night
Your face left me as coward
Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me
I don't try because I'll fail
I'm just in line with the rest of admire
Of admire
The surface of a broken hand
A credent hand with nothing left to hold
Face turns cold to the touch
My face was white
Face was white, was white
Left alone in desolate dreams
Why can't I be beautiful, so you'd want to save me?
But you're the angel with the perfect wings that I'll fucking break
And take you with me
But you're the angel with the perfect wings that I'll fucking break
And take you with me
Take you with me
Take you with me
Those words left as stain
I must make you see the ugliness
And you left your light on
And you turned my will again
Just look what you've created
A sick frail man scared to look at his shadow
I'm sorry that you're a part of this
But I can't be left alone tonight
I can't be left alone
Go
I can’t be left alone tonight
I can’t be left alone tonight
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