3 авг 2010
Priapism. Text
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I’m the gun flooded barrel....

In a crate you gonna catch me ....

Through the rows of the days....

I dont wanna miss you so much....

so put me in the other state....

shame on you girl.......

.. ..

through the day you deny my ....

right of san-ctua-rity....

you prohibit the touch....

calling me callin' in vain....

wilderness full of lust....

shame on you girl .......

.. ..

so turn me blind....

to any of your kind....

still i want you ....

well i want you....

.. ..

Smiler carving the gEsture ....

- ---- wipe another harm....

recollecting THE  bruise....

to alter it-pure in a dark....

I fasten your body a pain....

shame on you girl .......

.. ..

cause i'm a gun full of hollow....

pin a cry upon your lips....

and foreseeing the grims....

i dont wan- an-honour that mean....

enlist me to another (to the other) state....

praise for  you girl.......

.. ..

so wrap me up....

in oversudden calm....

still i'm fallen....

And you - to stare ....

in haughting serene face....

to neglect you - ....

for i want you....