Proper and thin as the letter “I” They cuddled my precious mind Told me I’d never die That was a lie That was a lie The body is true because it dies The body is true because it dies
Gazing at you, gazing at you You’re perfect like a statue But more fine, more fine Because your beautiful body will die Like mine Like mine
Proper and thin as the letter “I” They cuddled my precious mind Told me I’d never die That was a lie That was a lie The body is true because it dies The body is true because it dies
Pay 10,957 14 more hairs on my comb I hit the gym; 14 sets of 10 repetitions I called you up I called you up; “Let’s share the doomed flesh I made”
Gazing at you, gazing at you You’re perfect like a statue But more fine, more fine Because your beautiful body will die Like mine Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Gazing at you, gazing at you You’re perfect like a statue But more fine, more fine Because your beautiful body will die Like mine Like mine
Called you up, called you up on this numbered day
Share with me, share with me the doomed flesh I made MASTERPIECE, MASTERPIECE THE FINE PHYSIQUE OF A SLAVETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
