Lyrics:
I am, was it everything you've dreamt of
Oh little angel
Tell me now how your wings got broken
Tell me now how your spine got whipped by leather
In front of me, just for a while to ever see
A reaching voice beyond my mind
Your words go down my spine
All my questions are asking why
We died
through they spine
Doctors holla flat line, hate to see a crying lady
Cause I'm straight with a 3-80, like a black Tom Brady
[Hook]
[Intro]
[E.S.G.]
to grow cold.
Just remember- you could fake this feeling forever.
Nothing is sacred where hearts aren't beating (Where is your spine?)...
If my
Feel the rush as it tingles, tantalizing my spine
How many more times can my nerve endings explode
Jonesing again for that one last dose
Shove it
Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when
Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when
of absurd theatre are raised
Synchronicity - mother chaos on the stage
"wisdom says: be strong!"
Thrilling words are spreading down the spine
It's a healing force.
It's our guidling light.
It's the flood of hope
That we've been waiting fore.
It's a healing force.
Like a spine it goes
playing back the clebt
First I choke you 'til you puke
then I'll gouge your eyes
then it's time to break your spine
my promices aren't lies
and when
A thrill divine down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But for a person who's just rehearsin'
Well I
The street's reaching up to the open window
Too much information leaks in
And shoots up my spine
Lifting my head off the pillow
And the dust
There were chills up my spine,
And some thrills I can't define.
Listen, sweet, I repeat:
How long has this been going on?
Oh, I feel that I could
will get her low
One day all bridges turns to dust
All lights will burn out and all promises rust
The lack of spine, she said
It goes to my head
Trying to keep time
Closer than we like
Memories still lie
Tonight
Faces of the day
Pressed up to your spine
Blessings still to come
Tonight
run up my spine.
I feel the warmth of her hand in mine.
Oo, I hear laughter in the rain,
Walking hand in hand with the one I love.
Oo, how I love
toupe
It'll straighten out our spines
Make our speech and static rhyme
beyond the light
When worn separate, reality blends
Past the mere flesh
Of barbed artery
How then heated abstinence
Free's the spine
Unleashing no
A thrill divine down my spine.
Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is bad,
But for a person who's just rehearsin'
Well I
Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when
There were chills up my spine,
And some thrills I can't define.
Listen, sweet, I repeat,
How long has this been going on?
Oh, I feel that I could
Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when
When we're drinking lite bright lawns
Sleeping in those comfy spines
We wash each other, let's wash each other
Like trading sweat and skin around my
Old black magic has me in its spell
Old black magic that you weave so well
Those icy fingers up and down my spine
The same old witch craft when
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