Kishore Kumar Hits

TRSH - Sick Day текст песни

Исполнитель: TRSH

альбом: Soporific


Head in the dry wall
With prescriptions I can't fill
Ceiling fan keeps your breath in
My bed is my casket
Let's lay together
This world is losing interest in me
Let's take a sick day for breakfast
Let's this make our home
My health gets worse and worse but at least we're still together
Let's make this our home
Choke on our spit till we feel better
Gouge the price of gasoline
And try to make something out of me
I won't feel better with you around
I won't feel better at all
I'll starve myself if you feel dehydrated
I'll wear your clothes if you just go on naked
Your insides come out more and more with every word that you cough up
If I've got a problem
Then you've got a problem too
We could try and solve them but then I would have to look at you
In those eyes there's nothing
When you say you love me
I'll never get your temperament
Or peace of mind
It was never meant
We fell asleep together
Slept longer than we should should
Then blame it on the weather
And all of the chances were never deserved
And all will be wasted if I never learn

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