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Tash Sultana

Hiding Under The Covers

 

Hiding Under The Covers


Sorry you lately
Been such a thief to you, my dear
But it's hard to stand, by all of the things
That I would never really that clear
Like the times I needed you
All the times you needed me
And now I stand the way where were you
You never really of a get
Now it's so come that, send me in a face, and now I'm bleeding
I'm needing to get my age stay
To take you good look now, 'cuz I'm warm you your 'round
'Cuz I can see you falling, now you're falling down, oh
So take a good look now, cuz I'm warm you your 'round
'Cuz I can hear the thunder in the underground

And now, I'm hiding under the covers
Couldn't find the lovers, would you
Let me in, let me out
Brings me up and brings me down
Hand to hand with the others
I'll bring you there cuz a small turn, would you
Let me in, let me out
Brings me up and bring me down, down

You are getting quite tired, feeling me, I do
And is it sad to say that I've gone falling calm after the
Some might say I'm a little bit crazy and some might say I'm a little bit lazy
But let me oh, my memory, while it's got him, got him easy
And they say, just got all the things that I do
So don't bother telling me, how it's all affecting you, no oh

See life is a time
That I wouldn't hit another
And I'm not gonna getting home nothing to the top times
Hard times
Sticking with plan that now all of this
Must call sheets
Shut that the fuck up, yes I'm
Me too not gonna get over and
I wish I had a telephone talk
Calling you, but I
Hold on to the work it's not that I never fall down

And now I'm hiding under the covers
Couldn't find the lovers, would you
Let me in, let me out
Brings me up and brings me down
Hand to hand with the others
I'll bring you there cuz a small turn
Would you let me in
Whoa...

I'm under the covers
Couldn't find the lovers, would you
Let me in, let me out, brings me up, bring me down, oh
Hand to hand with the others
Breathing in cuz a small turn

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