sunday munich - morphine | Текст песни

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• sunday munich
• morphine

Down on mission and sixteenth.
Bristol hotel room two hundred...
Aom eom. Morphine...

Heard the news today.
And everything in my life has changed.
Now what do I do with,
My memories of you.
Everyone goes away.
But I like the chance to say goodbye when they do...
I say it isn't.
But this is happening...

Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine...

Yeah.

Now it's a little too late.
For me to play the hero with you.
I trusted too much,
You trusted little.
With every bruise another way.
To show the world there's something wrong with you.
You could have changed but...
You self medicated.

Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine...

Yeah.

Never say if...
Always say when.
You were right,
My old friend.
There you go again...

Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine. Aom eom.
Morphine...

Yeah.

Down on mission and sixteenth.
Bristol hotel room two hundred and fourteen.
All the things that I meant,
In dead letters now that went unread,
Down on mission and sixteenth.
Bristol hotel room two hundred and fourteen.
All the things I should have said,
In dead letters now that went unread,
Down on mission and sixteenth.
Bristol hotel room two hundred and fourteen.
Morphine, morphine...