Текст песни Evil dead - Holy trials, слова песни Evil dead

Текст песни Evil dead - Holy trials

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You take me to heaven from deeper than hell ever dug
And you fly me higher than a trip on a magical rug
Confessions unravel
You bang with your gavel
And here I stand guilty
In a court where you are the judge
You`re the drug
You`ve got to come on round and pick me up
You`ve my drug
And I don`t ever know if I can give you up
Well you bring me colour where once I had just black and white
Now I have rainbows appearing round here in the night
Our true loving is growing
And passion is flowing
Well I don`t need any cigarettes or beer from a jug
You`re my drug
You`ve got to come on round and pick me up
You`re my drug
Well you can slow me down or quick me up
You`re my drug
Well you can spill me down and lick me up
You`re my drug
And I don`t ever know if I can give you up

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