Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Funny Games songtekst
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You stream through the dark and cut through the light of day You use him again to the games that you want to play Blood is a footstep, loud as deafening call For everyone since has been slowed down by law Blessing served to pieces, shake you out of your bones But all you hide, open your eyes And tell yourself you've been calling home I will arrive won't be the same There's no one safe from you I will arrive won't be the same There's no one safe from this You stretch through the heart, you keep your eyes pushed out It eases your mind to know what you must become Your panic ensues, you panic until you drop Living let's you just pray that you forgot Blessing served to pieces, shake you out of your bones Love your prize an endless guise You tell yourself, you'll be calling home I will arrive won't be the same There's no one safe from you I will arrive won't be the same There's no one who will take by you