Dead dressed
Melvins
One tenth of her. I feel her talking thru my stand-up hairs.
Which of you, or does he touch them, or is he daft.
It's hard boys. Alone and old, it's really like her, it wears her clothes, I might be, I might be.
But you're not me and you don't know I'm back in the mine. Don't be afraid my love for you to die.
It stands its ground as i stand mine.
The ex-flesh of the temperature, I'm just as beautiful as your light allows.
Which of you, or does he touch them, or is he daft.
It's hard boys. Alone and old, it's really like her, it wears her clothes, I might be, I might be.
But you're not me and you don't know I'm back in the mine. Don't be afraid my love for you to die.
It stands its ground as i stand mine.
The ex-flesh of the temperature, I'm just as beautiful as your light allows.
Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor envie uma correção clicando aqui!