Yeah, I can't dig it Find a way to mess it up I can throw away my time With some lacking love
You can't cure the hate within you See if two can do 'Cause I can't dig it And I'm no good for you
'Cause outside loving I've done all that stuff Can't afford a single taste I've tried all the spots
Didn't even know you'd come in We get loose with the wine Drunk beneath the Banyan The poor lazy kind 'Cause I can't dig it Why do I even try?
Suffocate when dreaming Wash away when you rise 'Cause I can't dig it And there's no use in trying
Glory day ruin I know you don't think or even intuit Glory day ruin I know you think "just kill me" So stiffen up and do it
Bye bye loving, poor son Hear me coming, till it's gone Feel me sleeping, till it's done Bye bye loving, you poor sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
