Текст песни Olle Burefors - Morphine
Olle Burefors - Morphine слова песни
Drops of tar fills the air all summer longAching feet from the running that I've doneCan you tell if it's memorybased at all?If your heart made an imprint on my mind?Lying still, let the codeine do it's partHit the liver, eyes adjusted to the darkWant to love, 'cause you're still here in my heartLord, the morphine, has me broken apart"We're aborted" said the body to the mindOversleeping through fallI took our god by the collar and saw...His tearing eyesDo you believe me?Is it true that you are dead?I am sorry for the things that I've saidIn regards to youWant to love you, 'cause you're still here in my heartLord, the morphine, has me broken apartI stand before my dead creatorI stand before my dead creatorI stand before my dead creatorAt last, the morphine has my soul