You are good You are kind You are drunk all the time But never drunk enough
As you're battered by the underside of what we swore we wanted Bothered by the crapshoot that has put you half to sleep A sorely needed sleep
I'll hang outside the door all night I'll bang on the door all night
You are good You are brave No matter what you say But never brave enough
As you're trying to shield Your glass newborn from the dodgeballs And aching for children That you have never seen
But it's still a tragedy It's still a tragedy It's still a tragedy Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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