I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
If I took my vengeance now, if I come into your home Do you think it would haunt my soul & no one could condone? Would my actions faulter? Would my conscience overrule? Would I get more pleasure with my bare hands or a tool?
Tell me something
CHORUS It was my torture & it was your gain It was your pleasure & it was my pain Now I'm left out in the cold At first I bent & then I cracked While you made plans behind my back I'm sure you think it was clever
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own
CHORUS
I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own If I squeeze real tight I can feel right through your neck & bone I think I have the right for your sins you know you must atone I can feel your life like a fragile thing I can call my own Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
