Текст песни merchant natalie - The Living
merchant natalie - The Living слова песни
What`s it like there outsideWith the living, with the livingHere I`ve found a place I can hideFrom the living, from the livingBecause I don`t care to stay with the livingOh, the bottle has been to meMy closest friend, my worst enemyFor a flavor I walked a fine lifeSquandered it all and wasted my timeAnd I don`t stand a chance among the livingFor the lovers I`ve gambled and lostCount my mistakes whatever the costI`ll go off, I`ll make myself scarceOh, come tomorrowYou won`t find me hereBecause I don`t care to stay with the livingI don`t think I`ll remain with the livingAnd I don`t care to stay with the livingNo, I don`t care to stay