Oh, I miss it high, how it dulled the terror and the beauty And now I see everything in startling intensity Oh, what I wouldn't give if it would take away the sting a minute Everything I love, I'd trade it in to feel it rush into my chest
The smoke alarm's been going off for weeks No one showed up and half the time it isn't what you think of
Faith healer, come put your hands on me A snake oil dealer I'll believe you if you make me feel something
Oh, faith healer, come put your hands all over me A snake oil dealer I'll believe you if you make me feel somethingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
