“Colour of the night” by Brett Anderson
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My love she hides a cruel disease
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It's the bullet in her mind, it's the plan
between her knees
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It's the colour of the night, it's the
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number of the beast
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My love she dreams of Tel Aviv
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She's got nails in her hands and nails
in her feet
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She's not from the Holy Land but she
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think she used to be
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Tell me when was hell so beautiful?
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Tell me with your words that disagree
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Tell me with your reason carved like granite
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Tell me so that I can be free
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My love she's like a cruel disease
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She's the bullet in my mind
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She's got a plan between her knees
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She's the colour of the night
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She stirs the beast in me
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