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SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER
Divine Discontent 2002
Dizzy текст песни
Dizzy
I'm like thomas doubting fingers
Running the scars your wrists and side
Touching flesh will make my mind believe
I want to be like david throwing his clothes to the wind
To dance a jig, in my skin
To be re-made by your cleansing again
Chorus
I gave you myself
It's all that I have
Broken and frail
I'm clay in your hands
And spinning I can see all
Is it only israel
For you my love
I want to be like david throwing his clothes to the wind
To dance a jig, in my skin
To be re-made by your cleansing again
Chorus
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