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Sour Widows - Inanimate Angels
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Текст песни: "God loves his baby," that's what you said
With your hand on the back of my neck
I felt the money fall out of my hand
I feel it over and over again
Inanimate angels on your windowsill
Cigarettes, heroin, birth control pills
I called you liar, you called me cruel
I called you baby, you'd had your fill
God made the planets to watch them spin
And I love you, baby, with all that I am
If I were a rich boy, I'd take it all in
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
With your hand on the back of my neck
I felt the money fall out of my hand
I feel it over and over again
Inanimate angels on your windowsill
Cigarettes, heroin, birth control pills
I called you liar, you called me cruel
I called you baby, you'd had your fill
God made the planets to watch them spin
And I love you, baby, with all that I am
If I were a rich boy, I'd take it all in
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
And tear it apart
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