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Rhythm Of Cruelty

I brought your face down on my head 
it was something I rehearsed in a dream 
you're too good looking far your own damn good 
and you don't know what it could mean 


You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime 
it even hurts when I scream 
you've got me drowning and still in the meantime
you don't know what it could mean 


Because in my drunken stupor 
I've got to admire your ingenuity 
and nod my head so wisely 
to the rhythm of your cruelty 


You're oh so anguished now 


you've got me dying ... 


Because you want to have your price 
and something you could hold your faith up to 
I don't know how to tell you this 
But you've got it coming all the way to you 


You don't know ...