Stone Temple Pilots - Still Remains Lyrics
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Still Remains
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What Are The Lyrics For Still Remains By Stone Temple Pilots?
Our bed we live, our bed we sleep
Making love and I become you Flesh is warm with naked feet Stabbing thorns and you become me Oh, I'd beg for you, oh you know I'll beg for you Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine Take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave If you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend Pick a flower hold your breath and drift away She holds my hand, we share a laugh Sipping orange blossom breezes Love is still and sweat remains A cherished gift unselfish feeling Oh, I'd beg for you, oh you know I'll beg for you Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine Take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave If you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend Pick a flower hold your breath and drift away She tells me things, I listen well Drink the wine save the water Skin is smooth I steal a glance Dragon flies are gliding over Oh I'd beg for you, oh you know I'll beg for you Pick a song and sing a yellow nectarine Take a bath I'll drink the water that you leave If you should die before me ask if you could bring a friend Pick a flower hold your breath and drift away |
Who Wrote Still Remains By Stone Temple Pilots?
Dean Deleo, Robert Emile Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Richard Weiland
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What's The Duration Of The Still Remains By Stone Temple Pilots?The duration of Still Remains is 3:33 minutes and seconds. |
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