Hope Sandoval & The Warm Inventions - Blanchard | Текст песни

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I'm merely standing on holes in the ground
If I fall over, they'll never know I'm found
I may leave, but I'll never go back there
I'm only stumbling on the things that I air

Like those days on the porch of your house
Tell you wrapped in the clothes of her ???

All those times you sent my brother down your road
Holding on to the dope that you sold
I knew then that we could never be blessed
I know it this way and I know what I confess

And I'm not
Gonna say
I forget
'Cause I remember
Every day

I play death in the space of my life
That's how I feel, and I'll never think it twice
All these things that I held against you
Who should we blame for the things that we do

Who blames who for the ways that we turn
This all grow and will never see you burn
Inside I feel like a child that's all
I'm only saying the things that I've been told

And I'm not
Gonna say
I forget
'Cause I remember
Every day

Every day

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