Frustration hits you, you wake up in the morning A brand new day, brings a brand new mourning Reasons to be tearful, clap one two and three Standing in the edge of insanity
Oh, I'm looking for dollars and fine dimes (x2)
The mental rages every day that you're breathing What you're giving out you're not always receiving The more you pay the more it won't go away Stacked up to the sky, I hear when they say
Oh, I'm looking for dollars and fine dimes (x2)
This city's ours, this city's cold It breaks your heart It is hard to keep the wolves from your door To keep the wolves from your door (x3)
So disappointing, it breaks your heart (x4)
It's all over, it's all over now. (x6)
This city's ours, this city's cold It breaks your heart It is hard to keep the wolves from your door To keep the wolves from your door (x3)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
