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I'm dead
Lying on the floor
I'm dead
Listening to the floor
Where
Bjork :
Dismembered
Hugging shadows
Dismembered
Play me with
Dismembered
N
Bjork :
He invites me
Oh , he invites me inside....inside
(Opadu gluggan svo sálin geti flogi frjals)
Our task is reality,
Walking, attacked by a seagull, attack,
Continous reflection, once killed
The house there
Something real
With a spire
Into the
Speaker
[ Définition qui bien que formulé en terme généraux
nous
Einar :I need the flowers....I need....Bjork :I notice this soundLet
Einar :The man on the crossHe stares at meHe's on
The moon to be my sourceMy life, my realityThereforeI am
Fish in waterHeading outSkin, purple skinEven....Sand, heart, cry bluishSoothe h
Bjork : You're biting....Einar :You're so right....Oh, you're bitingEinar :...so
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