Afterhours

Afterhours - Fresh Flesh lyrics

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I taste the leather

Of your skin on another

Do what you must dear

Don't look down- Down on me

'cause you- you are only

That which you see


Black is the fire

of what's left of your soul

Inside are you slave

Or are you king?


All is calm

Tied up with string


There was one who came undone

And that was you
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Language: English

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