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Jetlag limbo, can't decideLike molten rock I turn to stoneTake me outside myselfDo it nice and slowSomewhere beyond the great unknownDown here in the underbellyNo words are used to speak at allThe mind goes somewhereComatose from lack of sleepWill I ever . . . 阅读详情

Looking for strangeLadies you've got nowhere to runCaught in my sights and under the gunI said maybe you'll please and satisfyWith a gypsy's kiss and sin her eyes'Cause I'm here for the killAnd I rise to fascinateYou're here for the thrill it's never too . . . 阅读详情