Vista previa
Had me a trick and a kick and your message
Well you´ll never gain weight from a doughnut hole
Then thought that I could decipher your message
There´s no one here dear
No one at all
And if I´m wasting all your time
This time
Maybe you never learned to take
And if I´m hanging on to your shade
I guess I´m way beyond the pale
And souther men can grow gold
Can grow pretty
Blood can be pertty
Like a delicate man
Copper to steel to a hinge that is faltered
That let´s you in let´s you in let´s you in
Somethings´s just keeping you numb
You told me last night
You were a sun now with your very own
Devoted satellite
Happy for you
And I am sure that I hate you
Two sons too many too many able fires
And if I´m wasting all you time
This time
I think you never learned to take
And if I´m haning on to your shade
I guess I´m way beyond the pale