Impulse Of Man by And Also the Trees Lyrics

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Impulse Of Man en Lyrics [And Also the Trees]
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Quote from the song “Impulse Of Man” by And Also the Trees


True or false, the life of man
Beneath her dress, so soft so thin
Not wicked thoughts, explains he shakes
For God's sake hold the key
Locks in this agony
Your armes are positioned, but they are not nailed
You look for the pacifist, but he went
He's lost in the maze
These winds are cold and its walls will press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face

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Impulse Of Man lyrics [And Also the Trees]

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Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Impulse Of Man” Released in 1984

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True or false, the life of man
Beneath her dress, so soft so thin
Not wicked thoughts, explains he shakes
For God's sake hold the key
Locks in this agony
Your armes are positioned, but they are not nailed
You look for the pacifist, but he went
He's lost in the maze
These winds are cold and its walls will press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face

True or false, impulsе of man
Hits his girl, she swirls across the floor
And as she falls, bitеs out his tongue
Black strips on the birch
Man's eyes bulge ans burst
He shouts "pacifist help!" but he cannot hear
He's lost in the maze
The rock cuts his back
And the wind will press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face

True or false, the life of man
Erase the face from smile to scream
Must keep his hands inside his head
Tear lines in her clothes
Bruised hands hold the rose
So now you must wait for the honey to come to your throat
Your arms are splinters
But they will scrape the disease from his face
Press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face, press his face
Impulsive man
Impulsive man
Impulsive man