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Dead On A Sunday - Carry You Home текст песни

Исполнитель: Dead On A Sunday

альбом: Strange Days


You're drunk and its late
It's time to go now
We should really get out of here
I don't wanna stay
I hate the morning
I don't wanna see the sun
I'll carry you home tonight
I'm sober and the parties over
I never liked your friends
Their stares are piercing
Sharpening like a knife
It's cold on your own
The streets are violent
I should really take you home
I know that you're scared
And I'm sorry
I'm sorry for this mess
And I can't help but to think
While my mind goes nowhere
My words on deaf ears
Can we get out of here?
I'm tired and it's
Growing light in the east
I'll carry you home tonight
I am sober and the parties over
I never fit in with your friends
Their words are hurting
Sharpening like a knife
Whaoo oooh ooh oooh ooh
Whaoo ooh ooh oh
Ohh ohh ohh
I'll carry you home tonight
I am sober and the parties over
I never liked your friends
Their stares are piercing
Sharpening like a knife

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