Bottle tops, half empty slops Ah, there she goes my friend
Another ship, you've run adrift Too cold to care... or not?
He says – I ain't gonna eat my heart out anymore Drag myself all bloody round the floor Looking for the man I used to be
Windy skies, thru cloudy eyes It's safe to leave, its dark outside
Been bad all day Couldn't leave my hay I don't know why – I'm ill all the time
He says – I ain't gonna eat my heart out anymore Drag myself all bloody round the floor Looking for the man I used to be
I used to think I'm something special It took so long to see I'm not
He says – I ain't gonna cry my heart out anymore There's somethings in life I can't ignore Waiting for the man that I could be
In this life, we live and die A hundred times or moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
