The touch of women the toil of hands.
Undress me now before I bend,
From the weight of everyman.
When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,
I'm not asking for a compromise.
You defend, exhume, begin again
It's the riddle of a skeleton.
We're all diseased so count the coupe,
I can't imagine stopping you.
When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,
I'm not asking for a compromise.
So the earth we scorch, we breathe,
Find some comfort on our knees.
You find your worth in words that wind,
Pleasures I don't comprehend.
When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,
I'm not asking for a compromise.
You wear the cloth of finest lands, The touch of women the toil of hands. Undress me now before I bend, From the weight of everyman. When I'm walking through this world, I need to hold your hand. Let me take you on this ride, I hope you understand, I'm not asking for a compromise. You defend, exhume, begin again It's the riddle of a skeleton. We're all diseased so count the coupe, I can't imagine stopping you. When I'm walking through this world, I need to hold your hand. Let me take you on this ride, I hope you understand, I'm not asking for a compromise. So the earth we scorch, we breathe, Find some comfort on our knees. You find your worth in words that wind, Pleasures I don't comprehend. When I'm walking through this world, I need to hold your hand. Let me take you on this ride, I hope you understand, I'm not asking for a compromise. Explain Request ×
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