| Pain Killer (summer Rain) |
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Batten up the hatches
Here come the cold
I can feel it creeping It's making me old
You give me so much love that it blows my brains out
You need something better then
Bacon and eggs
The creeking in the walls and
The banging on the bed
You give me so love that it blows my brains out
Summer rain,
Dripping down your face again
Summer rain,
Praying someone feels the same
Take the pain killer
Cycle on your bicycle
Leave all this misery beghind...
My love,
Givin' me head
Feeling very guilty breaking the bread
Losing my attention
I'm taking the world on...
So batten up the hatches
Here comes the cold
I can feel it creeping it's making me old
You give me so much love that it blows my brains out
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