Founds total 4 songs
Bloodsport
I want to be a kid again. Come down having Sunday best. See me staying home bunking school. Knowing wrong from right just rules. . I wish I'd never seen your face.
We Move
We move, in mysterious ways. We move, slip and slide cut through the haze. And even as I stand in my room. Listening to all of the silence around. I feel disco and not so some tune.
Visage
New styles. New shapes. New modes. That's the role my passion takes. . Oh my visage. Oh my visage. Oh my visage. Oh my visage. Oh my visage. . Visuals.
Mind Of A Toy
My painted face is chipped and cracked. My mind seems to fade too fast. Clutching straws, sinking slow. Nothing less, nothing less. . A puppets motion's controlled by a string.
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