Patrick Park - Sons of guns
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Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in. That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight.
Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can t pull the weight, because it s heavy as sin,
And they can t see the trouble were in.
That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There s nothing you can do to fight. Inne utwory
Past poisons Life is a song Arrive like a whisper Thunderbolt Honest skrew Bullets by the door Time for moving on Saint with a Fever Here we are Stay with me tomorrow Something pretty Home for now Silver girl Losowe utwory
(In the Grande Style)
Look at you
You disgust me
Giving me no more respect
Than the images on your TV
Well, I have a wish for you
Yes, I have a wish for you
May all your mornings be bright
And may all your wool stockings fit a little too tight
May alarms that sounds on the cars...
It Doesn t Hurt Me When You Pull My
Strings... My Purse, My Heart, Guitar
And Everything. These Demands Are Slowly
Turning Me Into Something of a Tragedy /
Charity.
My House Is Your House, My Life Is
Mine. My Car Is Your Car But My Mind
Is Mine, All Mine. This Is Where I Draw
The Line...
All turning back to your life all in vain all coming back here to me all in
vain all knowing all innocence all in vain
all giving all suffering all in vain
here love is all you need
keep hearing your inner voice only dear keep...
Hope you have a cool Christmas
And a good new year
No we don t ever stop and take the time
Just to be...
Happy as a Christmas doll
Uh-uh oo-oo!
Hanging on a Christmas Tree
Uh-uh oo-oo!
Happy just be with...
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