|
|
|
|
Текст (слова) песни: Bob Mould - First Drag of The Day
Dont make me do it, dont make me sell the things I love
Theres too much happening in this world
Dont choose the other side right away
Its been left alone for a while
If I can get to the words before that first smoke
Everything seems to come out differently
Leaving a large hole in my hip
Ive never tried to quit
Here I go with the first drag of the day
Sometimes it makes me fall backwards on back into bed
Dont stop me, dont correct me
Please dont interfere with me
Im trying to write as fast as I can
Yesterday wasnt so bad
I thought it a little worse than it was
I dont know why I tried to sabotage my day
I wanted everything my own way
I wanted it all my own way, so dont apologize
I learn to devise these ways of explaining away
Happenstance, you dont let me take a stand
And it sits inside on the great white picket fence deep inside
Someday that fence is going to fall in your yard
And I hope you didnt plant anything too precious too close to the boundary
Its starting to sound like its time to sign off
But for once, I feel like something might have happened
Maybe I cant show this to you
Maybe I cant show you everything
Some things have to be precious and pure
Some things have to stay inside of me
Or else Ive given everything away
I wanted it all this way
I learn to devise these ways of explaining away
So dont blame me, I wont blame you
Its just the first drag of the day
Прямая ссылка на текст песни First Drag of The Day:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/41965.html
|
|
|
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»
|