There's a war Going on inside your head And it's got you feeling so bad That you don't know what to do You go to work Whether morning's sunny or grey As the time bleeds into the days It leaves your hot red blood cold blue
So I'm turning to you Can't you love the disease Bel Ami I got some beautiful blues Then we can do as we please Bel Ami
How you long For a lucky streak that would stay I remember grand golden days When you'd play your hand and win We get along On a deed a trick or a tale Find our way to ships'll sail Feel the sun upon our skin
So I'm turning to you Can't you love the disease Bel Ami I got some beautiful blues Then we can do as we please Bel Ami
When fake applicants come flocking With bouquets and funny talking You can turn them away You're the perfect dream to show up As we watch the whole world blow up into Thin white haired cliché Then we'll find our peace of mind You and me Bel Ami
So I'm turning to you Can't you love the disease Bel Ami I got some beautiful blues Then we can do as we please Bel AmiTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
