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Martini Kiss
Senses Fail
There's poison in my drinking glass
Don't stop, just sip it down
My body hits the ground
And in a swirling masquerade of sound
Martini kisses land
I'm beautiful when I'm asleep
On my blistered bloody scarlet lips
The bottles in my hand
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
I'll speak in riddles so you can understand
I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen
So in love with me, like sand to wet feet
I'll write both our names into the wet concrete
We're glistening like silver spoons
Beneath the summer night
As the flowers start to cry
Oh, can you smell the suttle hint of frost
The autumn winds are bringing graves
To all the emerald trees
They're so beautiful in their dismay
The colors slowly bleed
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
I'll speak in riddles so you can understand
So in love with me, like sand to wet feet
I'll write both our names into the wet concrete
I'll draw in pencil so you can trace with pen
The pawns will fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
The kings at his checkmate
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
And I sit here
With a sick grin
Choking, as I laugh until I die
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
Burn out, not fade away
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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