Affa David - Midnight | Текст песни

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• Affa David
• Midnight

6am in a hotel with a whiskey malt
Cigarette smoke burns at the back of my throat
Those folks back home don't care that I'm gone

Flesh under my nails, blood in my eyes
If one must live, I will not die
In the midnight you take me home

After midnight we'll be long gone
Down a dirty track that we travel on
Those folks back home don't care that I'm gone

Flesh under my nails, blood in my eyes
If one must live, I will not die
In the midnight you take me home

If you cause me a heart-attack
I will call you a cab

Flesh under my nails, blood in my eyes
If one must live, I will not die
In the midnight you take me home

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