Artist : BLONDE REDHEAD
Album : In An Expression Of The Inexpressible

You almost know we suffer from the same desire you now can understand
didn't stop to think again you moved I ran an open wound we must
conclude I know a man who only cries an old desire (he is just a man)
this is for me and I know everyone knows this is for you and I
know it really shows but noone talks nothing looks noone fears only
fear and soon will too engage but in my eyes it's almost lost


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