Viktoria Tolstoy - My Russian Soul (2008) Vocal Jazz - Track 5 | Текст песни

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5 OUR STORIES

music & words: V. Vysolsky / Anna Alerstedt

So you've come to tell your story
To get some sympathy
You're down and out and need some help to heal
And you thought a place like this might be just what you need
To cry into your drink and have a break down
So tell us what you've been through
Where you've been and how you got there
Who you met and how they broke you
We're all dying to know
We'll raise our glass to heartbreaks
To rotten luck and dead ends
And when we're drunk with pity
We'll drain our glass and go
I'm so sad to disappoint you
You'll get no comfort here
For those with naught won't hesitate to rob you
Of ev'rything and anything that you might still possess
And if your pocket's empty they'll contempt you
You're nothing but an echo
Of everyone among them
A pestering reminder
Of how they all began;
It's just a little tangle
A temporary setback
I'll soon be up and running
Or at least, that was the plan
Yes we've all shared our stories
Of all who did us wrong
Now you get off my seat and make your mind up
Though I don't give a damn about where ever you'll end up
I'm trusting you remember where the door is