Rialto - Untouchable
If you were an angel, I would cut off your wings - to keep you with me, I would do anything. like broken bottles that slip from drunken hands, I’ve watched my star falling and shatter on the gro
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First you wash your hair, then you wash your hands; oh yeah, I think I understand...
Untouchable, if I’m not fit to even crawl if I’m too sick, I’ll soak my skin in alcohol until I feel untouchable.
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I blew my chances as you blow-dried your hair; I thought of my answers as you walked down the stairs. d’you think I’d defile you if you were to get too close? d’you think I’d infect you? d’you t
I’d give you a dose?
First you wash your hair, then you wash your hands; oh yeah, I think I understand...
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I’ll drink until my skin is full, and I will be untouchable...
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Untouchable, if I’m not fit to even crawl if I’m too sick, I’ll soak my skin in alcohol, and I will feel untouchable.
Untouchable,
Untouchable,
Untouchable,
Untouchable...