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Batten up the hatches, here comes the cold
I can feel it creeping, it's making me old You give me so much love that it blows my brains out You need something better than the bacon and eggs The creaking in the walls and the banging in the bed You give me so much love that it blows my brains out Summer rain,dripping down your face again Summer rain,praying someone feels the same Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle Leave all this misery behind My love giving me head, feeling very guilty,breaking the bread Losing my attention, taking the world on So batten up the hatches, here comes the cold I can feel it creeping, it's making me old You give me so much love that it blows my brains out Summer rain,dripping down your face again Summer rain,praying someone feels the same Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle Leave all this misery behind My love, my love, my love, my love oh my love Summer rain,dripping down your face again Summer rain,praying someone feels the same Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle Leave all this misery behind Summer rain,dripping down your face again Summer rain,praying someone feels the same Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle Leave all this misery behind Leave all this misery behind Leave all this misery behind Leave all this misery behind |
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Relax, relax, relax...my little brother
All that you'd been through...a lifetime So cling on, cling on, cling on to me my little brother And we'll laugh at the grand scheme of things... Burned yourself down to the ground You picked me out from a crowd You're losing it, I couldn't tell Till you hung yourself You hurt yourself, you burned the bridge mole-hills turned to mountains in your way I.ve been there, in solitude but i could never save you that day You got lost in the grand scheme of things Burned yourself down to the ground You picked me out from a crowd You're losing it, I couldn't tell Till you hung yourself But you are keeping me breathibg Your voice is keeping me moving There was a way out of this mess Plenty of time, find a new place Catch you some sunshine for you're face We were running on..empty You killed yourself, but i was sleeping... |