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The Sons of Rainier - The Wrestler текст песни

Исполнитель: The Sons of Rainier

альбом: Take Me Anywhere


Today my heart thinks it's a wrestler
It taps in and out
It stares me down from the corner
And then it's pinning my ass to the floor
That's alright
I don't wanna fight anymore
I make the coffee, I fry some eggs
But my fast just won't break
I'm moving through the day with the speed
Of a leftover cinderblock in the yard
That's just fine
I don't wanna try too hard
I ran into a stranger who screamed in my ear
All for a simple mistake
I tried to turn it into origami
But then it slid up my arm like a snake
That ain't bad
It sure beats getting mad
Or jumping headfirst through a window
Without stopping to lift up the pane
But that's just talk
I don't walk that walk today
I think I'll check out a safe deposit box
I'll deposit my head
I'll leave it all up to my hands and my feet
My stomach can do the thinking instead
Won't that be nice
I won't have to think twice
Again
It's all OK
Sometimes it's just hard to play the game

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