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Текст песни Throwing Muses - Firepile

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This is him, when I beginCall him tied, call him takenCall him anything but shakenCall him wasted, call him shavedCall him anything by madeCall that firepile a homeDon`t give away the endI come backI rush to waitWhere the pavement starts to crackI put my foot downThe sidewalk`s so hotThink of all the junkI could lay my hands onPurify my heartThat firepile`s your homeYour baby`s running fasterCount the times I left my clothes outCount the tires one more timeCount the times I let the air outThat firepile`s your homeAnd you`re mine

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