| nothing left of you 3-19-1999 Copyright
Terren Trousset 1999-2002
warmed by the burn that I might
suffer this through forget you
pictures in two serrated
one hot one cool
now there's nothing left of you
tongue tired and numb from drinking
I might be wise when older
come lay with me, I'm dreaming
by now your free
and there's nothing left of you (of you)
I'm coolin' now, this evening
through breaking down, it's over
dark pillows keep my witness
sleep tight on the right
'cause there's nothing left of you
ah hah
no there's nothing left of you
ah hah
now there's nothing left of you ah ha
of you...
of you...
of you...
one hard fast move
and it's over
fuck me, fuck you
now there's nothing left
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