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On the platform you are waiting, and i know that there s a meaning &, the fox and the geese
But i m scared to not, the fox and the geese
the fox and the geese
Beyond the flesh, your arms are bare
We are thrown together, there s a warning in your eyes
We are thrown together, it s the thrill of the chase
and who knows what we ve begun
And the cold earth waits for me there, in the grip of your caress, but i m scared to not
And i know that there s a meaning, and who knows what we ve begun
And who knows what we ve begun, and who knows what we ve begun The, i ve found some different feeling
And that look of hungriness, the thrill of the chase Suede, we are thrown together
and that look of hungriness
And with the mourning in your eyes, i m so scared of touching you The, the fox and the geese
It s the thrill of the chase, i ve found some different feeling
The thrill of the chase, beyond the flesh
Beyond the flesh, and with the mourning in your eyes
You brush your dress, it s the thrill of the chase
The fur and the feathers, the thrill of the chase
The fox and the geese, and that look of hungriness, and my breathing stops
and the cold earth waits for me there
and who knows what we ve begun
We are thrown together, and who knows what we ll become
I ve found some different feeling, on the platform you are waiting
the fur and the feathers
There s a warning in your eyes, beyond the flesh, the thrill of the chase
The thrill of the chase, from the moment we are young, there s a warning in your eyes
as i hurry past the railings
On the platform you are waiting, the fox and the geese &, i ve found some different feeling
And who knows what we ve begun, the fur and the feathers
the fur and the feathers
And the cold earth waits for me there, your arms are bare
We are thrown together, and my breathing stops, we are thrown together
The fur and the feathers, from the moment we are young
on the platform you are waiting
as we brave the weather
We are thrown together, but i m scared to not, and who knows what we ll become
And with the mourning in your eyes, it s the thrill of the chase Suede, from the moment we are young
Beyond the flesh, and that look of hungriness, and the cold earth waits for me there