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Astrid, do you recall the Sundays at the Spa with double straws From a carton with a heart on? Who could ask for more? You'd assure me you’d support me As I tried to write that novel In the hovel we called home You'd mow the lawn You'd pay the bills You touched me there You touched me there The shock of kontakt kept us warm The shock of kontakt kept us warm The shock of kontakt kept us warm Astrid, you kept your word You never said a word As I ripped up the pages Spent your wages Entertaining friends you hated Making bombs I planted them in galleries Your salary it was wasted (oh, how criminal) Letras de cancionesThey cut the power They pulled the plug They took away the phone We're quite alone We share a candle in the cellar Oh, you touched me there The shock of kontakt kept us warm The shock of kontakt kept us warm The shock of kontakt kept us warm, warm, warm, warm, warm… And Astrid, as sure as blue skies always turn to grey They came with guns I tried to run And you took all the blame They took you and I never said a word And now you never say a word As I lean through the bars I whisper my apologies Oh, jesus you stare clean through me You cut me down Still, I touch you there I touch you there The shock of kontakt keeps us warm I touch you there The shock of kontakt keeps us warm From Letras Mania