Текст песни Xtc - Pulsing Pulsing, слова песни Xtc

Текст песни Xtc - Pulsing Pulsing

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Pulsing pulsing,Theres a beat in his arm still.Pulsing pulsing,Like the throb of an anthill.Pulsing pulsing,No death in the rain.Ive been washing my hands,In the stuff I wash my brains.Im pulsing.Youre pulsing.Whos pulsing? .Whats pulsing? .Pulsing pulsing,Theres a lump in his throat still.Pulsing pulsing,At the site of a crash throw.Pulsing pulsing,No push in the vein.Ive been washing my hands,In the stuff I wash my brains.

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Pulsing Pulsing

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