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Cactus lyrics
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?
I miss your kissing and I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet and send it to me
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Just wear that dress when you dine
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Part of these releases
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- Track 12 on Christmass
- 11 Dead Man's Curve
- 13 Six Sixty Six
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- Track 4 on Christmass Disc 2
- 3 I Burn Today
- 5 Nadine
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