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Paroles de la chanson Prisoner of Desire par Tempesst
I'm a Prisoner of Desire
And I keep my cell neat
‘Cause I'm done taking victims in this self centred life
And I stayed the night
Because I'm not one to retreat
And I watched you go to sleep as peaceful as a dove
Peaceful as a dove
I'll be the wandering cowboy, looking for a home
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
I'm a Prisoner of Desire
And I know the guilty don't rest their feet
So I practice a shade of sin
And I keep my cell neat
‘Cause I'm done taking victims in this self centred life
And I stayed the night
Because I'm not one to retreat
And I watched you go to sleep as peaceful as a dove
Peaceful as a dove
I'll be the wandering cowboy, looking for a home
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
I'm a Prisoner of Desire
And I know the guilty don't rest their feet
So I practice a shade of sin
In between black and white
My merciless memory
Keeps no record of my wrongs
Like the gilded history, of our old navy's painted hall
It's not history at all
I'll be the wandering cowboy, looking for a home
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
To keep the dirty hands away
The precious cargo safe
To keep the vultures from picking at their prey
And the old thief from the door
Out of my mind and off my shoulder
Because he takes and takes ‘til there's no more
My merciless memory
Keeps no record of my wrongs
Like the gilded history, of our old navy's painted hall
It's not history at all
I'll be the wandering cowboy, looking for a home
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
To keep the dirty hands away
The precious cargo safe
To keep the vultures from picking at their prey
And the old thief from the door
Out of my mind and off my shoulder
Because he takes and takes ‘til there's no more
I raised El dorado and I'm still looking for the gold
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
Babe, I'll be the butterfly in your glass dome
‘Cause every Mona Lisa needs a velvet rope
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