歌词
My love she hides a cruel disease
It's the ****** in her mind'
it's the plan between her knees
It's the colour of the night'
it's the number of the beast
My love she dreams of Tel Aviv
She's got nails in her hands
and nails in her feet
She's not from the Holy Land
but she think she used to be
Tell me when was hell so beautiful?
Tell me with your words that disagree
Tell me with your reason carved like granite
Tell me so that I can be free
My love she's like a cruel disease
She's the ****** in my mind
She's got a plan between her knees
She's the colour of the night
She stirs the beast in me
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