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I thought I heard you raking the coals
Underneath this lonely man s soles
Why can’t you just let it all go?
Then I, start to go down

I heard him say, “life is joke”
Well his laugh burned like acid rain smoke
Why can’t you love what you don’t know?
Then I start to go

Down, down, down
Way too low
I start to go
Down, down, down
Can’t pull up anymore
Won’t you come down?

I heard me say, “what‘s it worth?’
You just can’t pay for all your life’s work
I’ll just crawl into my black hole
Then I start to go

Down, down, down
Way too low
I start to go
Down, down, down
Can’t pull up anymore
Won’t you come
Down, down, down
Way too low
I start to go
Down, down, down
Can’t pull up anymore

Superman’s covered in rust
All of my dreams combust
This time I’ve fallen down
Stuck in this rut
Maybe I’ll try falling up
Cause I’ve fallen far enough

I start to go
Down, down, down
Way too low
I start to go
Down, down, down
Can’t pull up anymore
Won’t you come
Down, down, down
Way too low
I start to go
Down, down, down
Can’t pull up anymore

Won’t you come down (x3)

Oh I know times are changing
It s a brandnew start
While your life s just beginning
Mine s falling apart

Just found out what I m loosing
And it s making me sad
Please take good care of my friend
She s all I ve ever had

Don t you know what I m feeling
Well,...

I m a whore and I m feeling sorry for myself
In your arms I am drowning like the child I was

Chorus:
I need more can you help me?
Feed my sin, come and kill me
It s calling, calling, callin,g calling me

Endless skies falling freely...

Gdyby, gdyby moja mama
Pochodziła z wysp Bahama
To od stóp po czubek głowy
Byłabym czekoladowa.

Mogłam przyjść na świat w Cejlonie
Na wycieczki jeździć słoniem
I w Australii mieć tatusia
I z tatusiem łapać strusie.

Ref.
Nie patrz na to w jakim kraju
Jaki kolor dzieci mają
I...

Da, da, da, da, da, da
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da [x2]

People say love
Comes and goes, but
They don t understand
What they don t know
Cause, what I feel starts
Deep inside
It s kinda like a sea
That springs into life

They say it s not...

W splątanym gaju rąk i nóg szepczemy słowa święte,
jak szeptał kiedyś Młody Bóg

bogini niepojętej.
Ole, ole, ole, ola, oli, bogini niepojętej.
Ole, ole, ole, ola, oli, bogini niepojętej.

W czerwonym żarze rzewnych żądz płoniemy jak
pochodnie
i opadamy w niebo, śniąc
niewinnie i łagodnie.
Cyt, cyt, cyt, cyt,...