Pygmy Lush - Hurt Everything | Текст песни

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• Pygmy Lush
• Hurt Everything

well i hurt everything,
good that i've known.
each soul, every bone.
nice old cars, sweet tough dogs.
green trees, loving homes.
well i killed christ for fun,
JFK for pay, but when the
devil's had there chance i,
looked the other way, gave
love for money, soaked in
sin again. thru it all,
i threw it all away.
i've hurt everything,
good that i've known,
each soul, everybone,
i've hurt everything
good that i've known
each soul, everybone.