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Tindersticks Bathtime

There's a city filth that lingers All over my naked hands Deep into weave of the clothes I wear And every step brings another Every hour adds some more

Tercüme: Tindersticks. Bathtime.

There?s a city filth that lingers All over my naked hands Deep into the weave of the clothes I wear And every step brings another Every hour adds