sábado, 3 de abril de 2010

Here.. Thinking about you


Been thinking about you, your records are here
your eyes are on my wall, your teeth are over there
but i'm still no one, and you're now a star
what do you care?
been thinking about you, and there's no rest
should i still love you, still see you in bed
but i'm playing with myself?
what do you care when the other men are far, far better?
All the things you got,
all the things you need

who bought you cigarettes,
who pried the company to come and see you, honey
I've been thinking about you, so how can you sleep?
those people aren't your friends, they're paid to kiss your feet
they don't know what i know.
why should you care when i'm not there?
Been thinking about you, and there's no rest
should i still love you, still see you in bed
when i'm playing with myself?
what do you care when i'm not there?
All the things you got
that you'll never need
all the things you got
i'm played out and bleed to please you
Been thinking about you...

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Suffering
from an open wound, knowing the target and still waiting for the
miracle ..