Lyrics:
If you could see me now, you'd know how blue I've been
One look is all you'd need to see the mood I'm in.
Perhaps then you'd realize I'm still in
a wish
I swear you'd hear me say
Could I be the last give in
Say you'll never start again
Could I be the dream, the dream for you
Could I be, would I
remember when
I swore that, that would be the
Last they'd see of me
And I never went home again
They say time is a healer
And new my wounds are not
the sheets above my head
[Chorus:]
Roll me down duck and cover
Bolt my door to the wind
Watch me drown in the shallow water
Break my shell I'd
There'd be no purpose left to try and figure out
If you could see me now
You would be the last one in or out
And we can talk about solutions
Till
say you are
Someone who will do anything
Oh for love of Miss Brown
Oh for love of Miss Brown
Oh for love of Miss Brown
I'd do it all for the love
teinter ce monde qui paraît si ludique
On nous manipule à base d'image
La be-gère de conso ravage tous les ménages
La ménagère chine flâne erre à travers
cool, dabei bin ich viel dreister
Ich bin Thomas D und ich bin euer Hausmeister
Jetzt geht's ab, da ist noch viel mehr drin
Seht was ich habe, weil
Sag S.M.U. das D. das O.
Ich rock' das Haus in Stereo
Ich bin S.M.U.D.O. der Mikrofonprofessor
Du bist vielleicht ganz gut, Smu.D.O. ist besser
and break it all
We clash and put ourselves back together
Clash and put ourselves back together
I'd fight for you, I'd kill for you,
I know, I know
We say,
We're at a cross road
I get your point
We're better friends than lovers
I get it, I got it, I guess that we're moving on
And if I had a chance, I'd
If I could be just what you need
Maybe we'd be better off
Different lives and different dreams
Calling out from underneath
Any thought will be
man's trash
Is another man's treasure
(don't you wonder why I even loved her?)
One man's pain
Is another man's pleasure
I never thought I'd get so
Your shit needs I.D.
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in the business
P.S. we got dicks like
She always seemed to lead him astray,
She'd filled his tank up for a trip on the dual carriageway,
In his enamored state he'd always obey,
But
G-string
If I didn't need so much
I'd have something to give
To freely let your body dance
A thing I cannot understand
I'm happy this way,
Stay still patient
wilt thou my sister of merciful troth be?
I shall attempt the halter of thy life make less lighten'd!
I shall climb the yew
and the movement she uses the music to see
Hidden, but living and breathing, a lesson, a vision,
If only they'd listened they'd see
There'd be no more running
Just you, all you
I can never truly make you satisfied sometimes I just wish I wasn't me
For you, only you
Maybe I'd be better off alone all I do is
I told you I'd there for you
A promise I intend to keep
But the subject matter hits
A little too close to home
And now I can't take back what I
I wasn't sure of when but I
Knew there'd come a time when I
Would feel this way about someone
And always need them by my side
You could make me
And there's an anarchist bookstore
There's more than you'd look for
A core of local folks wait for late lifts
There's often a great drift
To the shop for
replacin' me
You're my mental absorb
Residential drug wars
Hand to hand sales and thugs mourn
Crush raw, flip before the D's rush my door
It's real when I
I could love you for a day
But then I'd hate you for a week
If there was something you could say
I'd tell you what to speak
To make things go much
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