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  • Текст песни Amanda Palmer - The Killing Type

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    I wouldn't kill to win a war
    I don't get what they do it for
    It's all so terribly vague
    I see the pictures from a thousand years of battle
    And I think it's such a bore

    I walk New Orleans with a knife
    Like Mackie hidden out of sight
    But I'd be useless if they jumped
    I'm really not the killing type
    Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not, I'm not
    I'm not the killing type, I'm not

    I've got a picture of your mum
    Before the war when she was young
    She's got an etching to her right
    I think it's funny that she's looking to the left
    And it's her son

    I wouldn't kill to get you back
    And I've officially been asked
    I couldn't kill to save a life
    I'd rather a die a peaceful piece of shit-bait
    Shame-filled coward
    Thanks

    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not, I'm not
    I'm not the killing type, I'm not

    But I would kill to make you feel
    I don't mean kill someone for real
    I couldn't do that, it is wrong
    But I can say it in a song, a song, a song

    And I'm saying it now
    I'm saying it so
    Even if you never hear this song
    Somebody else would know
    I'm saying it now
    I'm saying it so
    Even if you never hear this song
    Somebody else will know, know, know, know

    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't describe

    I once stepped on a dying bird
    It was a mercy killing
    I couldn't sleep for a week
    I kept feeling its breaking bones

    I heard that if you see a star at night
    And the conditions are just right
    And you are standing on a cliff
    Then you can close your eyes
    And make a wish and take a step
    And change somebody's life

    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not the killing type
    I'm not, I'm not
    I'm not the killing type, I'm not

    But I would kill to make you feel
    I'd kill to move your face an inch
    I see you staring into space
    I wanna stick my fist into your mouth
    And twist your Arctic heart

    Yes, I would kill to make you feel
    I don't mean kill someone for real
    I couldn't do that, it is wrong
    But I can say it in a song, a song, a song

    And I'm saying it now
    I'm saying it so
    Even if you never hear this song
    Somebody else would know
    I'm saying it now
    I'm saying it so
    Even if you never hear this song
    Somebody else will know, know, know, know

    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't explain how good it feels
    I just can't describe-ibe-ibe-ibe
    Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
    I'm not the killing type

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