Celluloid soldiers, come in from the rain Murder my smile, but please, leave me my pain All those good people, they don't even try Stealing the truth while they pay for your lie I'm about to lose the things I never saw before You wanted me to know the ups and downs Away we go to get another hit, the it The blood that she's about to spit
You go your way and I guess I'll go mine We'll both arrive at the vеry same time Pleasе, give me your tired, give me your poor Please, lift up your lamp, walk through this door
Kick down the doors that you don't understand Please, don't lose sight of this generous plan Blinded by prisms, we wind up in court I'm folding chairs while you sold yourself short She's about to redefine the way Reminded me to say the other way was right She's in a place to pray for me And now we've got to flash the funky light You've got your way and it seems I've got mine Both gonna die at the very same time
Marry me, mama That's someone to carry me home Stick with me, girlfriend I don't want to be here alone Marry me, mama That's someone to carry me home Stick with me, girlfriend I don't want to be here aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
