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S. H. C. Burn lyrics
You watch me burn my hands
Stand by the broken door
Smoke fills the room
My bones are ashes on the ground
You watch me burn my hands
These powder burns explode
And still you find that you
Can't stop watching yet
In disbelief control
These flames from nowhere hold
Me buried, scattered, all around
I cannot speak
In naked waste complete
Decaying at your leisure
So confused
And yet so nice to be unique
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on The Perfect Needle
- 2 Sadness Pale
- 4 You Can Not Be Sure
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- Track 1 on Premonitions 1989 - 91
- 2 You Can Not Be Sure
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