Well you stole my heart, and I'll get it back But look me in the eye babe Tell me why you love me like that? Why you love me like that ooh oh? Well I
I didn't notice But I didn't care I tried being honest But that left me nowhere I watched the station Saw the bus pulling through And I don't mind saying
I used to get away with so much Now I can't get away I even thought that it was simple To say the things I wanted to say And you told me Everything I
Hoo, hoo I remember, stormy weather The way the sky looks when it's cold And you were with me, content with walking So unaware of the world Please don
I write mostly on hotel paper Knowing that my thoughts will never leave this room I'd be out of line telling you, "Leave her" So I lie lonely surrounded
for patriotism [Hook] It's like MK-ULTRA, controlling your brain Suggestive thinking, causing your perspective to change They wanna rearrange the whole point of view of the ghetto The fourth branch
Do you wanna runaway together I would say it was your best line... ever Too bad I fell for it And I walked alone Waiting for you to come along Take my
Once I ran like the wildest horse. I reached up high and I clinched my fist. What happened then goes just like this, Oh the tender branch is gonna fall
pilgrims come to pray Gonna lean in hard on that grace 'Cause oh, the tender branch is gonna fall Oh, the tender branch is gonna fall Oh, the tender branch
It?s all in the air, it covers everything Now it?s coming down, now it?s on the brink It turns the trees to diamond things But it weighs too much, breaks
on that ho and I drop her to the floor Big, big, big branch, big branch I'll hit her with the motherfucking branch Big, big, big I'll hit her with the motherfucking branch
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Here my dear, this is where we'll shake the nightmare free I dream to hold you in my arms I dream to hold you in my arms To hold you in my arms Wide awake
God is my shepherd I won't be wanting I won't be wanting He makes me rest in fields of green with quite streams Even though I walk through the valley
Wet wind on the sidewalk, I'm starin' at the rain Walkin' up the street, yeah and walkin' down again And my feet are tired and my brain is numb See that
So why are you holding my hand tonight? I'm not intending to go far away I'm just slipping through to the back room I'll leave you messages almost everyday
Small child messing down, messing down In the streets of Bombay Cities like this have no shame, no shame Indeed, why should they? Out in the middle distance