Gasp! Gasp! Heart! Heart! Songtext
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If these ribs could speak
They'd talk of passion
This plaster won't do, it won't hold
My head
My heart
They'd talk of passion
This plaster won't do, it won't hold
My head
My heart
My soul
The only home I'll ever have
I guess I've got to get used to these things
The only home I'll ever have
I guess I've got to get used to these things
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