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Fire Next Time - Temptation and the Journey South текст песни

Исполнитель: Fire Next Time

альбом: Cold Hands


For the rest of my days
I spend like the head of a match
Lying in this ashtray
And chasing smoke rings that I'll never catch
When the smell becomes too much
My neighbours will enter my home
Find me in an easy chair
Dead, penniless and alone
If we knew how it would end would we have started?
Would we have wasted that night in Waterloo?
The first time you said you loved me
We were only seventeen
And no one gives a fuck what that means
It only took two short months
For us to forget the cold
We come from that northern valley
Where the easteners
Call it their own
While sitting in the back of the car
We'd try to catch the steam from our mouths
And you can still find me there
Waiting for the days to run out
If we knew how it would end would we have started?
Would we have wasted that night in Waterloo?
The first time you said you loved me
We were only seventeen
And no one gives a fuck what that means

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