It's been a long night And I've tired out my knees down to the bone and my heart of stone I should feel lucky but I don't
Sometimes I'm lonely When I'm stuck here on this throne As the children groan They should feel lucky but they don't
Everybody wants They want they want they want...
In a heartbeat they're gone Slipped into the night And its black as coal We should feel lucky but we don't
Everybody wants They want they want they want...
It's cold as fuck Frosted feet Cut my hand Raking leaves
The chappedest lips The driest eyes Coldest breeze
Shut off the taps For the deep freeze Minus one Hundred degrees
String up the lights In the backyard It's Father-Son
The kitchen's warm Our stomachs speak My Mother's meals
Our hearts are so cold But not because we want it all and not because we need it It's because we don't know how
It's got me wanting like Veruca Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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