Paroles Nameless Pain de Pete Francis

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Textes et Paroles de Nameless Pain





It's a nameless pain, it's in my head
It's in my brain, it's in my legs
I'm a muscle man, a dragon queen
Card in hand, behind the scenese

And the kind of love I chose, the implements I use
The pairs of high heeled shoes in the basement

It's a perfect down that wakes me up
A shaky hand, a coffee cup
Comin' out of a closet room
Where there ain't no mop and there ain't no broom

And the aching in my knees, the fears that makes me freeze
I feel like such a sleaze and a loser

It's not my fault I'm in this mess
I can lift my weight on the steel bench press
In a way we're all the same
In another numbered room with another nameless pain

And the kind of love I chose, the implements I use
The pairs of high heeled shoes in the basement
And the aching in my knees, the fears that make me freeze
I feel like such a sleaze and a loser


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