I liked the way my hand looked on your head
In the presence of my knuckles
And the beauty of this vision alone
Just like yesterday's sunset
Has been perverted by the sentimental
And mistaken for love
The felix of your truth will always break it
And the iris of your eyes will always shake it
And the armies
The armies I have created
Will always hate it
Will always bait you on
I liked the way my hand looked on your head
In the presence of my struggle
And the beauty of this vision alone
I can't shake from my tree just yet
It's invading all my private moments
Listen to me now
The felix of your truth will always break it
And the iris of your eye will always shake it
And the armies, yeah
The armies I have created
Will always hate it
Will always bait you on
Wings
Autor: Dead Or Alive
Album: Songs from Black Mountain
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Autor: Dead Or Alive
Album: Birds of Pray
Flow
Autor: Dead Or Alive
Album: V
I Alone
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Album: Throwing Copper
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Autor: Dead Or Alive
Album: Secret Samadhi