Текст песни A Song of the Only Child (Chris Knox) с переводом

Painting in lies

Changing the color of your eyes

Pouting your lips

Shifting the angle of your hips

Loving the lies

Loving the fiction of your thighs

Creating a need

Into which I may spill my seed

As I caress myself with loving care

I know that you’re no longer there

You’ve died, somewhere inside

But when you’re real

Nothing can quite replace the feel

When you are near

All my amendments disappear

As I caress myself with loving care

I know that you’re no longer there

You’ve died, somewhere inside

(Whistle)

I can still go

To a place only I may go

Locked behind doors

I have got mine and you’ve got yours

As I caress myself with loving care

I know that you’re no longer there

You’ve died, somewhere inside

I have a friend

Someone on whom I can depend

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