|
A Perfect Murder - Choke lyrics
The times we had shared the same ideals The times we had been holding hands Now come to an end Now my hands are crushing your neck. So quick to wash away everything we've built Now my memories fade to black Just like your face within' my grasp |
|
||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Last added lyrics |
|---|
 Christmas Fantasy by Anita Baker |
 The Dangermen Sessions, Vol. 1 by Madness |
![Pleyel [live]](http://www.thelyricarchive.com/img/pic/8501-9000/8878/album-83986) Pleyel [live] by France Gall |
 Take Me with You by Honey Cone |
 Twenty Four Seven by Tina Turner |
