Текст песни Skunk Anansie - Charity
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Текст песни Skunk Anansie - Charity
Why do I sense, benevolenceYou stand tall at my great expenseThick words of gratitude, what aprice to payStuck in my throat, I sell every word I sayBut I don't want your charityTwisting meroundI don't want your charityKeeping me down...Why does your world keep buryingGorging muchdeeper, than it's ever beenRubbing still harder, salt on my hurtLicking my burns while I grovel inyour dirtBut I don't want your charityTwisting me roundI don't want your charityKeeping medown...You pity me with your tasteless gesturesGratitude for kindBut your bludgeoned,intentioned objectivesAre screwing with my mind, screwing with my mindBut I don't want yourcharityTwisting me roundI don't want your charityKeeping me down...But I don't want your( )charityTwisting me roundI don't want your charityKeeping me down...