Текст песни Fireside - Sweatbead
Fireside - Sweatbead слова песни
I try to stop the trainTo get used to painTo get used to take the shit theyВґre talkingAnd i canВґt explainWhatever happenedI try to write it down on paperAnd i donВґt know why you called me overYou said you tried to make me bitterBut i donВґt think you would do a thing like...ThatВґs not your way of getting soberTell me more about your careerIВґll give you compliments not telling how i lieAnd suppose i donВґt have feelings for youWhat good does that doAnyway itВґs sad to sayAnd ignore that iВґm not looking at youAnd donВґt care what our friends sayWhy do they bother anywayAnd if you should be my saviorWould you take care of my woundsWould you hold me and secure me in your wombIВґm the smallest lakeFits in every cityAfraid the sun will dry me outAnd i see lovers lovingAnd all the animalsAre drinking from my handHelpВґs the sun to kill meAnd though i donВґt have much to give youI try to offer youWhatever good i doAnd what if i canВґt live without youIВґm not that good looking and brightBut you know iВґd treat you rightAnd if you should be my saviorWould you take care of my woundsWould you hold me and secure me in your wombThe city smilesWith all itВґs lightsShadows what iВґve accomplished