Don't know if it's a lunatic thought on which all stars hang Here comes the myth, by my side, you'll be needing me sometime It's hanging over like a crown, when I'm letting you down Turns my blood blue and bound, burning sweet heavy loads down my cheeks Goddamn the heat of the halos that hang around, when I'm gonna leave you out
How come I'm still doing you wrong somehow? How come I'm still doing you wrong?
You're out of it, forget all this, just like you spit on everything I'll pick up my dress, by my side, oh my night, oh my knife Could not scrape you if I tried, you would not wait in any lines for me So why's the light so bright? Preacher's finger on my eye
How come I'm still doing you wrong somehow? How come I'm still doing you wrong? All my thoughts, all my thoughts, all my thoughts go back to you All my thoughts, all my thoughts, all my thoughts go back to yo Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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