Текст песни Elliott Smith - Bled White
Elliott Smith - Bled White слова песни
i`m a color reporterbut the city`s been bled whiteand the doctor orders drinks all night to take away this cursebut it makes me feel much worsebled whiteso i wait for the f-trainand connect through a friend of mineto a yesterdaydream`cos i`ll have to be high to drag the sunset downand paint this paling townbled whiteso here he comes with the blank expressionespecially for me `cos he knows i feel the same`cos happy and sad come in quick successioni`m never going to become what you becamedon`t you dare disturb mewhile i`m balancing my past`cos you can`t help or hurt melike it already hasi may not seem quite rightbut i`m not fucked, no quitebled whitebled white