Bauhaus Silent Hedges текст песни, слова песни Silent Hedges Bauhaus
Bauhaus - Silent Hedges
needing some other kind of madness
looking into purple eyes
sadness at the corners
works of art with a minimum of steel
pure sensation
the beautiful down grade
going to hell again
going to hell again
self confidence leaks
from a thousand wounds
faults of civilisation
burning the private paradise of dreams
minus hands of the electric clock
clock
clock
clock
pure sensation
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