Cocteau TwinsCherry-Coloured Funk

Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else You steam our unstable eyes and glass Not get passed off through my bird lips as good news Still we can find our love down from behind Down far behind this fabulous, my turn rules Beetles and eggs and blues and bells and eggs and then blues Beetles and eggs and blues and pour a little everything else You steam our unstable eyes and glass Not get passed off through my bird lips as good news You'll have the hardest black and dullest knife We hanged your pass and start being as you in ecstasty Still being cried and laughed at before Should I be sewn in hugged I can by not saying Still being cried and laughed at from light to blue And should I be hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying You mind not saying He'll have the hardest black and dullest ignite Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains Should I be sung and unbroken by not saying Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains Hugged and tugged down through this tiger's masque for key
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