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Текст (слова) песни: Dean Friedman - Solitaire
By dean friedman
Potted plants hanging down from the ceiling, creeping up my windowsill.
If the cats dont get em the winter wind will.
But I am a fool and I water them everyday.
Have some faith in whats-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
Id rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
Both of us drink from a fountain of feeling, waiting for the blood to spill.
If the doubts dont get us then the apathy will.
But I am a fool and I worship you everyday.
Have some faith in whats-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
Id rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
Hiding the hurt or fighting and bickering, thinking that weve had our fill.
If the lies dont do it then the honesty will.
But I am a fool and I water you everyday.
Have some faith in whats-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
Id rather lose a hand of hearts I swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
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