I said, how did I get here? What song did I sing, yeah? And just what have I done To deserve such a thing? You said, I heard all that before So won't you give it up, baby And stop using me, boy I've heard all that before So bring me an apple, I'm crying I've been persecuted like a dying man The spirit provides me In a show, no mean martyr days, yeah The spirit it gives But it also can take away You say, I heard all that before So won't you give it up, baby And stop using me, boy I've heard all that before Take a trip on the other side of hell So come bite the apple, I'm run down Like Sodom to Gomorrah, all dead now So please stop to laugh and pity me My soul means well, but I'm sorry My skin, it is weathered And I'm nervous, yes, I am My future was in my hands Till I washed it all away I washed it all away, washed it all away I said get along, little sister I heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well Said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said get along, little sister Heard you're doing well I heard you're doing well I said show me to you Said between Send me song Sing me a real real song Sing me real song Sing me real song Come on, yeah Come on, come Sing that song Sing that song Sing song © STAR DOG MUSIC; POLYGRAM INT'L MUSIC PUBG GROUP; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com