domingo, outubro 29, 2006

Take control of me...

One...take control of me? Yer messing with the enemy Said its 2..it's another trick Messin with my mind, I wake up Chase down an empty street Blindly snap the broken beats Said it's cut with a dirty trick Its taken all these days to find ya I tell you I want you I tell you I need you Friends, take control of me Stalking cross' the gallery All these pills got to operate The colour quits and all invade us There he goes again Take me to the edge again All I got is a dirty trick I'm chasin down the wolves to save ya I tell you I want you I'll tell you I need you I... the blood aint on my face Just wanted you near me I tell you I want you I'll tell you I need you The blood aint on my hands Just wanted you near me I tell you I want you I'll tell you I need you The blood aint on my hands Just wanted you near me
Kasabian, Club Foot

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