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Rhythm of Cruelty

  post-punk  new wave  punk  british  post punk
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I brought your face down on my headIt was something I rehearsed in a dreamYoure too good looking far your own damn goodAnd you dont know what it could meanYouve got me dying of thirst in the meantimeIt even hurts when I screamYouve got me drowning and still in the meantimeYou dont know what it could meanBecause in my drunken stuporIve got to admire your ingenuityAnd nod my head so wiselyTo the rhythm of your crueltyYoure oh so anguished nowYouve got me dying ...Because you want to have your priceAnd something you could hold your faith up toI dont know how to tell you thisBut youve got it coming all the way to youYou dont know ...

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