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Свинья в Зеркале 03-02-2011 16:22 к комментариям - к полной версии - понравилось!

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Свинья в Зеркале

Shapes in the drink like Christ 
Cracks in the pale blue wall 
I'm walking slowly and quickly but always away 
I'm twisting twisting to the floor 

Flowers in your mouth and the same dry song 
The routine from laughter land 
Sixteen white legs and a row of teeth 
I watch you in secrecy 

You're dying for the hope is gone 
From here we go nowhere again 
Oh I'm trapped in my face and I'm changing too much 
I can't climb out the way I fell in, oh 

Jump with me for that old forgotten dance 
The midnight sun will burn you up 
And your life is cold, your life is hard 
Your life is too much for words 

These occasions are such a relief 
Another point, another view to send 
Hey hey hey, we start to talk and it's, and it's all so safe 
Oh I feed you in my dreams 

Footsteps on a wire, high above my head 
The stain reveals my real intention 
I'm the waiting beast, I'm the twisted nerve 
As I dance, dance back to the body in my bed 
As I dance, dance back to the body in my bed, to the body in my bed 

Look at the piggy, piggy in the mirror 
At the piggy, piggy in the mirror 
At the piggy, piggy in the mirror 
At the piggy, piggy in the mirror 

Look at the piggy in the, at the piggy, piggy in the mirror 
Oh look at the piggy in the mirror 
Oh look at the piggy in the mirror 
Oh look at the piggy in the mirror, oh oh oh

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