Got every reason to sport blues But it's not the colour that I bruise
Flip to win, make it count Dock your mind to the full amount Noted duly, dial it down You're keeling over from how tight your wound
Show me that you care Enough to pull my hair Light so stark and then it gets dark See the exit through Lots more work to do It's sublime for such a short time
There's nowhere to be with no way to get around And breathy mutterings say settle down
Pencilled in, cleared your day Called up sick in a sorry state Load the corner, knock it round ‘Cos winners cower as the clock counts down
Show me that you care Enough to pull my hair Light so stark and then it gets dark See the exit through Lots more work to do It's sublime for such a short time
We are old and all grown Second time loosing teeth Said we wouldn't succumb to the giants of our teensTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
