Call off the dogs I call the shots Can't hold a candle to you now Caught me off guard Let's clear the air You haven't got a clue Never cut and dry So cut it out It cuts to the core Knife to the heart A thousand pardons Nothing left to restore!
[Chorus:] I think we're all in over our heads now And there's nothing left of this life I think we're all in over our heads now Like there's no tomorrow
Don't hold your breath If fans the flames I walk a fine line You beg to differ Say what you will But I've never changed So have the heart And my tomorrows Cause I hold the cards... I'm damned... I hate to say... I wasn't born yesterday!
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All this emptiness is what fills me Chase the American dream! This emptiness, it fans the flames, I walk a fine line! I'm busy chasing the American dream It's what's killing you, it's what's killing me All this emptiness is what fills me Chase the American dream!
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I'm in over my head! Over me head! Over my head! I'm in over my head! Over my head! Over my head! I'm in over my head! Over my head! Over my head now...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
