I would hold you if would stop you from shaking And I’d chase those demons away from your room Sister, rest your poor, broken heart
Is there a miracle drug that I can get So they make you better?
Last night, my girl snapped most of my 45a She had a red letter in her hand And it’s filled her head with such fears But she doesn’t understand When she tells me not to come here
Someone’s got to lift you up So that they can never tear you down again Someone’s got a lift you up So that they can never break you down again
Is there a miracle drug that I can get So they make you better?
A club footed king is no disaster But what of a queen who’s lost her head? I want to tear out their eyes When they look at you and laugh
I don’t know we pay these hospital bills I don’t know we can pay these hospital bills I don’t see how we can pay these hospital bills I don’t think we can pay these hospital billsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
