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Courtney Marie Andrews

A Seventh Son

 

A Seventh Son

(альбом: Painter's Hands And A Seventh Son - 2009)


Speakers were crying bye bye love
You took the one good thing that I had left
Painter's hands and a seventh son
I thought you were my friend
But I'm guessing I was wrong
Demanding lungs caught me in a blur
We could talk but I'd ask too much
Wouldn't want to jump the gun
Besides remember I don't say enough
Can't stay up with you to see the rising sun
I feel like the morning after blues
Just enough to knock it through the day
Not enough to make me insane
Not enough to make me insane
Not enough to make me crazy
Just enough to make me insane
Just enough to make me crazy
Just enough to make me crazy

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