Far - Girl

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I am not to blame
I was a little girl
I am still ashamed in a way
But you never said
You were just a little girl
You can always call my name

All for love
So you said
Out of love
So I fell

Things you never said
I was just a little girl
Were you scared or ashamed
Then you took away
My little place in the world
Where I would play

All this time
You will never say
I was just a little girl
Ever again

Inne utwory

  • Quick
  • Water & solution
  • In the aisle, yelling
  • Sister
  • I like it
  • Cut out
  • Mother Mary
  • All go down
  • Joining the circus
  • Lied
  • The system
  • Seasick
  • Holding the gun
  • Promise
  • Boring life
  • Another way out
  • Bury white
  • Really here
  • Wear it so well
  • Waiting for sunday
  • Man over board
  • You wear it so well
  • Losowe utwory

    My life

    I can feel it in the darkness
    Getting closer in the night
    Like a sacred song
    You linger on
    You give me the wings of flight
    And I love your sense of power
    Every hour every need
    When the red light shows

    Hyperactive child

    I m tired of kissin ass
    I can t sit still all day
    You know I know your school s a lie
    That s why you dragged me here

    You re a hyperactive child
    You re disruptive, you re too wild

    No lie

    Take a chance on me she said I ll be here for a while
    I should have seen the lies through her smile
    why didn t I lie to you
    All the problems that you ve had
    you ll blame them all on me
    take away my eyes so I can t see
    Take a chance...

    Accidental poet

    As usual the door is secured with a muted click and a closing of the eyes finally we face each other bodies sterile for the rites soon she folds me in with coca-cola eyes and the never-ending everywhere kiss

    [Chorus: she s always pure in love in anger...

    Two sleepy people

    Here we are, out of cigarettes
    Holding hands and yawning, see how late it gets
    Two sleepy people by dawn s early light
    Too much in love to say goodnight

    Here we are, in the cozy chair
    Pickin on a wishbone, from the frigidaire
    Two sleepy people with...