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| Публикувано | 05.08.01 16:25 |
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Artist: Garbage
Album: Garbage
Title: Fix Me Now
things don't have to be this way
catch me on a better day
bury me above the clouds
all the way from here
take away the things I need
take away my fear
hide me in a hollow sound
happy evermore
everything I had to give
gave out long before
fix me now
I wish you would
bring me back to life
kiss me blind somebody should
from hollow into light
crashing silent broken down
falling into night
who gave up and who gave in
I'll go without a fight
cut me down or cut me dead
cut me in or out
kiss me blind time after time
take away my doubt
fix me now
I wish you would
bring me back to life
kiss me blind somebody should
from hollow into light
things don't have to be this way
catch me on a better day
nowhere only down from here
pick me off the floor
take away the things I dream
one time one place one more
fix me now
I wish you would
bring me back to life
kiss me blind somebody should
from hollow into light
things don't have to be this way
catch me on a better day
"The writings on the wall"
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