Her hair is black
The tire is hard
I feel the bass in my tailbone
She has her pride
And I have mine
And slowly, slowly we fall
Death in her arms
Dying and rising in a T-shirt of hers
Down
Death in her arms
Dying, just for a moment
Her body big
Her lips red
I finish my tenth whiskey
She catches me
She throws me back
And slowly, slowly we go down< br/>Death in her arms
Dying and rising in a T-shirt of hers
Down below
Death in her arms
Dying, just for a moment
Death in her arms
Down down
Death in her arms
Dying and getting up in a T-shirt of hers
Down down
Death in her arms
Dying, just for a moment

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