Cold Comfort - Frolic | Текст песни

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• Cold Comfort
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It's midnight, I'm waiting, excited
For you to join me in our frolic
A nervous look at watch
You are a bit late to rendezvous

But nevermind, take my hand
Onward to our quest

We rushed to the roofs,
I'm opening the bottle of wine
Let's drink some blood of christ
Then through the cemetary to downtown

Our shades are moving in
dusk between the crosses

Eventually, we are
Crushing into the back alley
My hands are getting naughty

I'm teasing you
Bodies are merged
Into a swirling mass
Kiss kiss bang bang

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