Monica's Last Prayer - Starve a Fever, Feed a Cold | Текст песни

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this world's a battlefield, waiting to explode
took one step to the left
straying from the road
but I can't take this (what I need to see)
I can't use this (what is good for me)
I can't be the fool you want me to be

slowly creeping through the night
whispered voices in the hall
alabaster face of misery and wonder
singing out hosannas to the wolves inside the wall
something borrowed, something blue
something screaming in the old abandoned attic room
starve a fever, feed a cold
no mistaking what is every known is never told

she placed her hand in mine, led me to her door
one thousand reasons
why I'd not been here before
but she can prove this (what I need to see)
she confuses (what is good for me)
she won't be the fool you want her to be

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