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Electronic - Acid
Previous peak charts position #754
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #26
Josh Wright
May 10, 2010
MP3 3.3 MB
128 kbps bitrate
3:38 minutes
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You face the fire, little daughter Lest you fall on your own So please direct all your attention to the center of all This is a wake-up romance - Bend to the front Come out and see if the flame's getting hotter or not Young centipede, Train of thought Let it circle the fit A power-play to the daze of this scarlet lip It was a game, was a fraction of a vanity slip Now come around, come alive with the rest of it Oh ya-- - And the strains of proof collect at the door It is my turn It is my love It is my turn It is my love If the taste of the wrong ground Rips me to pieces I won't know what to do But I want to find you And I want to feel you I send this prayer to you You face the fire, little daughter Lest you fall on your own So please direct all your attention to the center of all This is a wake-up romance - Bend to the front Come out and see if the flame's getting hotter or not Young centipede, Train of thought Let it circle the fit A power-play to the daze of this scarlet lip It was a game, was a fraction of a vanity slip Now come around, come alive with the rest of it Oh ya-- Roooar--roar.
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