Rebekah Todd - Closer to Dead | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Rebekah Todd
• Closer to Dead

Trying not to lose my mind
I'm trying not to lose my head
Every day that's passing by
I'm a day closer to dead

Well it was nearly sunday morning
When I finally heard the news
Said the man had a heart
As good as gold
Wearing his Sunday shoes
And the preachers gathered round him
Like the collar on his shirt
Said his soul went up to the pearly gates
Body is in the dirt

Chorus

Well he smelled like cigarettes
on a cold winters day
They chased his body like a dog in a cage
Must have told him a thousand times to run the other way
But one thing I know for sure
Is dogs don't listen to me

Chorus

All I know is all I see and
All I saw was everything

Chorus

Rebekah Todd еще тексты