Cactus

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Frank Black - Electronic, Rock

Cactus

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Sitting Sitting Sitting Sitting here wishing on the 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? (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) I miss your kiss and then I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Run outside in the desert heat (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) Make your dress all wet then send it to me (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) I miss your soup and I miss your bread (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) So spill your breakfast and drip your wine (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) Just wear that dress when you dine (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Sitting here wishing on a cement floor (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Just wishing that I had just something you wore (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Bloody your hands on a cactus tree (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Wipe it on your dress and send it to me (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Sitting here wishing on a cement floor (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Just wishing that I had just something you wore (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) (dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead) (lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely) (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)

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  • Frank Black