Tekster: Skunk Anansie. Post Orgasmic Chill. You'll Follow Me Down.

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Survived, tonight, I may be going down,
'cos everything goes round too, tight, tonight,
& it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more.
& your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight
'Cos I don't want you, to forgive me,
you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down,
you'll follow me down
Survive tonight, (I see your) head's exposed,
so we shall kill, constructive might, s'right,
as your emotions fool you, (my) strong will rule,
I won't feel restraint, watching you close sense down,
I can't compensate, that's more than I've got to give