Oh life! It's getting harder everyday Prayin' for the dry land in New Orleans Prayin' for the rain in L.A Oh life! Ain't gonna find it on a screen
Turn it up, AM gold I wanna know that I'm not alone, yeah
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden We're starvin' what we should've been feedin' No angels, no saints, no heathens Just people needing, people needing
Cold thoughts, ice cold or medium cool Don't get stuck in the mirror 'cause that shit's rough Put it down, go change it up Outside is where I want to go The moon is up, soft and low Turn me up, that AM gold Turns me on like a radio Then I remember I'm not alone
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden We're starvin' what we should've been feedin' No angels, no saints, no heathens Just people needing, people needing
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden We're starvin' what we should've been feedin' No angels, no saints, no heathens Just people needing, people needing People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people People needing people needing
We're stranded in the garbage of Eden We're starvin' what we should've been feedin' No angels, no saints, no heathens Just people needing, people needing People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people
People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing people People needing, people needing peopleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
