She Wants Revenge - Monologue Lyrics
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Monologue
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What Are The Lyrics For Monologue By She Wants Revenge?
Kissing a strange hand
My city like streetlamps fade On the edge of an answer you way lust Beginnings are made Lover forgive me my guilt is my only crime And ill carry it round till it breaks me down every time This is the time of night when the moonlight shines down And we can reveal who we truly are Within the darkest most depraved Of joys If your afraid to say But you'd like to try Just give me the safe word and take your hand And smack me in the mouth , my love From hunger you call and it falls upon the ears of faith A half open mouth and the whole truth that no one would take Pretend all you want you can cry to your hearts own beat We will take love and swear upon the things that we just can't keep This is the time of night when the moonlight shines down And we can reveal who we truly are Within the darkest most depraved Of joys If your afraid to say But you'd like to try Just give me the safe word and take your hand And smack me in the mouth , my love This is the time of night when the moonlight shines down And we can reveal who we truly are Within the darkest most depraved Of joys If your afraid to say But you'd like to try Just give me the safe word and take your hand And smack me in the mouth, My love? |
Who Wrote Monologue By She Wants Revenge?
Adam Bravin, Justin Warfield
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What's The Duration Of The Monologue By She Wants Revenge?The duration of Monologue is 4:56 minutes and seconds. |
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