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V/A - All Steel Coaches - Scar Tissue


The full moon awakens repressed instincts
And the tables are turned
Let out the penetrating smell
The odour of life's dirt
There's no madness to this method
I would run you through
For the feel of this desireable fluid
Running through my veins

My world's moving 'round in orbit
I can't even find my feet
From sinking all that moonshine

This my scar tissue
Is the mark I bear with no remorse
My scar tissue
It's a treatise on a crash collision course

My thoughts seem so clear, why is it
Everyone's shying away
Just like he who walks the eart while
Still trickling with blood...
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