Letras

Got struck by the first volley Of the war in the corps When you gonna take me home? Send a wire, give 'em my best This ammunition, it never rests Doubt never took me home Start bleedin', start bleedin', bleedin' for him You could write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me Dad, they broke me Start bleedin', start bleedin', start bleedin' And write it on a postcard Dad, they broke me Dad, they broke me I can see a house, open shutters And the leaves flocked on a grid Now I have my own Basement, why'd they put 'em down in the ground In this town, no one wakes up No one wakes up Start breedin', start breedin', breedin' for me now Write in a magazine They broke me They broke me Start bleedin', start bleedin', bleedin' for me now And write it on a postcard Dad, you broke me Sure, sure Blood I need you Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ooh Ohh Ohh No one wakes up, praying No one wakes up
Writer(s): Stephen Joseph Malkmus Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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