I Have Been Told That My Skin Is Exceptionally Smooth Songtext
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Should there be songs?
Should my hair be long?
Should my stare be strong?
Do nightmares belong, in a prerie dawn?
Should thy prayers be bronzed?
Do I dare to phone, over fair faced barns?
Our fears surround
Do I stare when I'm gone
Should there be bonds?
I have been told,
Should my hair be long?
Should my stare be strong?
Do nightmares belong, in a prerie dawn?
Should thy prayers be bronzed?
Do I dare to phone, over fair faced barns?
Our fears surround
Do I stare when I'm gone
Should there be bonds?
I have been told,
that my skin is exceptionally smooth
But what good is that?
When to get to my heart
You have to crawl through long tunnels of sharp rock
But what good is that?
When to get to my heart
You have to crawl through long tunnels of sharp rock
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