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He lives inside my head, tells me what to say
When he turns the trains on, and he makes it go away
The hands are cracked and filthy, and the nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on, he unties all of the strings
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free
Tell me something beautiful, I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tomorrow would never ever come, come
Smells like children
Smells like children
He lives inside my mouth, and tells me what to say
The toys all smell like children, and the scab-knees will obey
I'll have to kneel on broomsticks, just to make it go away
Because the children, and nothing I can say
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free
Tell me something beautiful, I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tomorrow would never ever come, come
Smells like children
Smells like children
Sometimes I'm feeling all those things
The things I shouldn't say
Sometimes I'm feeling all those things
I wish that I'd never, never...
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tommorow would never ever...
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tommorow would never ever...
Smells like children
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Tekst jest prezentowany wyłącznie do celów edukacyjnych.
dodał: pachet
czytano: 1958 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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