Promethean - Gazing | Текст песни

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No song more pathetic than this
Now you've seen the burnmarks on my breast
Some more chocolate could do some good
Who would make the devide close
The red wine of my heart
You want me to be your slave again

Be it a cab or a submarine
Burned in your forehead is my love
I bought a bottle or maybe two
I was the only one.

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