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Marching Church
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Achilles' Heel
The raindrops falling on the taxi window Looks like a thousand stars Now I am running in and out of bars Born so far apart Yet now I find myself Washed in on your shore With eyes seeing the world
Through the fact that it's here It can't be love But I'm longing for your body So much, my hands feel like burning with desire
Sometimes my hands are grasping to steal Sometimes my hands are grasping to steal To steal, to steal, to steal, to steal
The passage of time eventually raise the heaviest of anchors One night she flung to pieces, and the pieces hit the floor With a spectacle they recoiled Flung into my skin Somewhat candescent Somewhat therein
In the fact that it's here Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It can't be love But I'm longing for your body So much, my hands feel like burning with desire
Sometimes my hands are begging to grab Sometimes my hands are begging to grab To grab, to grab Sometimes my hands are yearning to hold Sometimes my hands are yearning to hold To hold, to hold, to hold, to hold
Charging like a bull into Achilles' heel Charging like a bull into Achilles' heel If somebody owns you just got to steal Charging like a bull into Achilles' heel Blacked out restraints are dying away Forgotten concerns of rate of pay If somebody owns you just got to steal Charging like a bull into Achilles' heel Feel it Feel it Feel it Feel it
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