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To reassure my doubts and faults
And all your fables will ring true
They are the lies you lean on too

There's love on your breath
I'd better not say
About the blood on your hands
There's love on your breath
I'd better not say
About the blood on your hands

You hold the future in your hands
And sullen eyes soothe and command
A graceful mouth your deadly tool
Too bad the truth has fallen through

There's love on your breath
I'd better not say
About the blood on your hands
There's love on your breath
I'd better not say
About the blood on your hands

The incarnation of a christ
manipulation

There's love on your breath
I'd better not say
About the blood on your hands
The cross on your head
Tell me what does that say
About the blood on her dress
Cross on your head
What does that say
About the blood on her dress
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Bernard Fanning

Componist: ?

Publisher: Polydor Records Australia

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Double Allergic (1996)

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