Текст песни Eels - The Sound of Fear
Eels - The Sound of Fear слова песни
Sun comes up on the old neighborhoodSpray-painted and dead firewoodWell I dont know where Im gonna be nextI dont care where I am gonna beNext time if you think of itYou might remember me asThe one who let you downBut never made anotherSound of fearSome people like to call me chuckIts charles and you are shit outta luckIf you think what happens nextYou think you know what happensNext time if you think of itYou might remember me asThe one who let you downBut never made anotherSound of fearSun goes down on the old neighborhoodDark, damp the stop where I once stoodI dont where the bus stops nextAnd I dont care where the bus stopsNext time if you think of itYou might remember me asThe one who let you downBut never made anotherSound of fearThe sound of fearI cant hearThe sound of fear