Crowning of a heart, textures and shades
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A bitter London night on the motorway
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You looked so divine, back in the seat
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Wicked desires ablaze in me
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Back inside the house, into the room
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Watching as the lights slowly fade from view
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Couldn't even talk, what could you say?
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Every thought just racing away.
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Crowning Of A Heart
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| And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead |
