Puppet's Cage - Midnight Stare

I try to find the way to talk to you
But I can define if it is right
Oh, oh
Cuz' I don't even lie
You are my must precious thought
And I feel so damned
I feel so death
I'll be standing right next to the bush
And I'm prepared to catch my prey
The only thing I've got of you
Is solid rocks and not perfume
And you still calling the cops
Tonight
Now I'm alone here in the bar
Wondering if you're awake tonight
As I open up the last one
In my mind your pretty eyes
And I feel so damned
I feel so death
I'll be standing right next to the bush
And I'm prepared to catch my prey
The only thing I've got of you
Is solid rocks and not perfume
And you still calling the cops
And you still calling the cops
And I feel so damned
I feel so death
I'll be standing right next to the bush
And I'm prepared to catch my prey
The only thing I've got of you
Is solid rocks and not perfume
And you still calling the cops
And you still calling the cops
Tonight

Written by:
Maximiliano Arturo Carranza

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