Your gift horse has brough flies and the stench is unbearable. I'm
Left with no option, but to embrace apathy
And loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
Met a guy who I though was pretty..
Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
Mouth to health.
Strip the skin from the inside out you didn't think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we'd watch them die (you looked them straight in
The face)
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Your gift horse has brough flies and the stench is unbearable. I'm
Left with no option, but to embrace apathy
And loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
Met a guy who I though was pretty..
Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
Mouth to health.
Strip the skin from the inside out you didn't think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we'd watch them die (you looked them straight in
The face)
Left with no option, but to embrace apathy
And loneliness hoping that I die, I took a train to new york city,
Met a guy who I though was pretty..
Tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole begging to nurse its
Mouth to health.
Strip the skin from the inside out you didn't think they'd notice
(you looked them straight in the face)
I always said that we'd watch them die (you looked them straight in
The face)
Writer: Ritchie Blackmore, Ian Gillan, Roger Glover, Jon Lord, Ian Paice
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC