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Testo canzone: Bruise Pristine (Placebo) The means are right for taking, fade to grey Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty In this matrix, it's plain to see It's either you or me. Bruise, pristine, serene, we were born to lose. Cast a line with a velvet glove Reading like an open book, in the hands of love In this matrix, it's plain to see It's either you or me. Bruise, pristine, serene, we were born to lose. encore |echoed| Means are right for taking, fade to grey Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty In this matrix, it's plain to see It's either you or me. Bruise, pristine, serene, we were born to lose. |