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Текст: Eve 6. Heart In A Blender.

I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rhines
But the lack there of would
Leave me empty inside

Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Wanna put my tender heart in a blender
Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you

I burn, burn like a wicker cabinet
Sharp wire and oh so frail
I see our time has gotten stale
The tick tock of the clock is painful

All sane and logical
I wanna tear it off the wall
I hear the words in clips and phrases
I think sick like ginger ale
My stomach turns and I exhale

I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rhines
But the lack there of would
Leave me empty inside

Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Wanna put my tender heart in a blender
Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you

Zocal is where my mind stays
But it's not my state of mind
I'm not as ugly sad as you
Or am I origami?
Fold it up and just pretend
Demented as the motives in your head

I would swallow my pride
I would choke on the rhines
But the lack there of would
Leave me empty inside

Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Wanna put my tender heart in a blender
Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you

Make me blind when you get close
Tie me to the bed post
Make me blind when you get close
Tie me to the bed post

I would choke on the rhines
But the lack there of would
Leave me empty inside

Swallow my doubt, turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Wanna put my tender heart in a blender
Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion

Rendezvous then I'm through with you
(Now, I'm through)
(Through with you)
Rendezvous then I'm through with you