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Rhythm Of Cruelty
I brought your face down on my head
it was something I rehearsed in a dream
you`re too good looking far your own damn good
and you don`t know what it could mean
You`ve got me dying of thirst in the meantime
it even hurts when I scream
you`ve got me drowning and still in the meantime
you don`t know what it could mean
Because in my drunken stupor
I`ve got to admire your ingenuity
and nod my head so wisely
to the rhythm of your cruelty
You`re oh so anguished now
you`ve got me dying ...
Because you want to have your price
and something you could hold your faith up to
I don`t know how to tell you this
But you`ve got it coming all the way to you
You don`t know ...
Rhythm Of Cruelty
I brought your face down on my head
it was something I rehearsed in a dream
you`re too good looking far your own damn good
and you don`t know what it could mean
You`ve got me dying of thirst in the meantime
it even hurts when I scream
you`ve got me drowning and still in the meantime
you don`t know what it could mean
Because in my drunken stupor
I`ve got to admire your ingenuity
and nod my head so wisely
to the rhythm of your cruelty
You`re oh so anguished now
you`ve got me dying ...
Because you want to have your price
and something you could hold your faith up to
I don`t know how to tell you this
But you`ve got it coming all the way to you
You don`t know ...