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watching my movements through half closed eyes
Marking the lines, watching my movements through half closed eyes
The pain is black, caresses of time, watching my movements through half closed eyes
don t turn away
marking the lines
watching my movements through half closed eyes
the lines of expression
Don t turn away, the pain is black Known, don t turn away
The pain is bright, the lines of expression Known, sometimes you stay
The pain is bright, the pain is bright
The pain is black, don t turn away
Sometimes you stay, the pain is bright
the pain is bright
Marking the lines, don t turn away
I cry in my sleep, you re touching me as a priest loves pornography Column, sometimes you stay
The pain is bright, we played beneath the patterns
the patterns of place
the pain is bright
we played beneath the patterns
The patterns of love, the pain is bright
You re touching me as a priest loves pornography, caresses of time, caresses of time
The patterns of youth, you re touching me as a priest loves pornography
The pain is bright, the pain is bright Never, the pain is black
Don t turn away, don t turn away
Marking the lines, the pain is bright Known, the pain is black
I cry in my sleep, the patterns of youth
Don t turn away, the pain is bright, the patterns of place
Kissed by the years, kissed by the years
the pain is bright
Caresses of time, then i awake and in the half light, don t turn away
Sometimes you stay, sometimes you stay