Receiving End Of Sirens, The

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How'd you know to find me here? Tipped off you tipped toed to the tune of tapped wires and insider information. This manifested destiny, you think you can bestow on me. An epidemic with allure that brings intrigue to the dullest minds. Fix your broken eyes on me she said. As she draped her arms around my neck. Her wrist felt like rope as they grazed neck and her fingers like spiders spun a web my body couldn't shed And on the eve of battle I'll lay these arms to rest. Have my subordinate coordinates turned themselves in? Transmitted and encoded but my encryptions have eroded. Now my whereabouts are living in the airwaves thanks to me. Letras de canciones Her fingers, like spiders, spun a web my body couldn't shed. Flee the factory. From Letras Mania