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Kelly Joe Phelps
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Worn Out
作词:Kelly Joe Phelps
Wonder flood the valley, tunnel feed the soil Free advice with constant wit, never to recoil Bums rush o'er the high grass field with shoes of plastic lace That untie at the first step, not the last that wins the race
Herein lies my sure demise, 'haps my one bright seed This or then the other tact falls right and starts to bleed Can you hear a toneless rhyme between my bones and sunken eyes? No, I think not, it's as if my thought has worn the clown's disguise
Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load
Is it my own version of a terrifying leap across An unforgiving landscape, when all I want is sleep? 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Unfolding here before me is an ugly naked truth I know no more than a drunkard in a circus dunk tank booth
The balls come flying, one, two, three, in and down I go People retch in laughter while I scream out for more Now I'm dry electric shock, I watch the sky like a broken clock I tie my plastic lace and then I go back to my walk
Stuttering for coffee or a comforting brush Across the backs of both my knees, mother sings to hush Make a castle to the sky in honor of a man like sand Who'll wash away in time and he will ne'er be here again
Oh, my little life worn out on a goddamn road I live to breath more than believe, a reason for this load
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