With My Hands Grasped Around Your Nape Songtext
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'' With my hands grasped around your nape (there is no telling which direction this is going) ''
Im just another brick in the stonework,
you've got another rose in hand,
you hit wrists at hips, as i glaze to yours
to read the tabloids, with hope in answers
Im just another brick in the stonework,
you've got another rose in hand,
you hit wrists at hips, as i glaze to yours
to read the tabloids, with hope in answers
And the award goes to you the master of discuise.
Cause when the world has just one lie left i would sling back your reply
And the award goes to you the master of discuise
With my hands grasped around your nape, there is no, way of telling which direction this i going.
And if all else fales
Figure eight
walk the line
step your walk
cause i would trade a thousand for just one more minute
so what is your master plan?
my dear i love to know!
Cause when the world has just one lie left i would sling back your reply
And the award goes to you the master of discuise
With my hands grasped around your nape, there is no, way of telling which direction this i going.
And if all else fales
Figure eight
walk the line
step your walk
cause i would trade a thousand for just one more minute
so what is your master plan?
my dear i love to know!
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