歌词
Let it roll on down the hill
Another one down, how many killed?
I don't know my way out of here
I don't want to fake all my fears
Don't count on me, don't count on me to be fruitful
Don't count on me, don't count on me to be useful always
Let him roll one, taking a pill
Heavy minded, spare the guilt
I don't want the taste of my tongue
I don't want to waste all my time
Don't count on me, don't count on me to be fruitful
Don't count on me, don't count on me to be useful always
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I don't know my way for my time
I don't want to taste all my fear
I don't want to fake my tongue
I don't want my waste out of here
Don't bury me
Writer(s): Timothy Delaughter
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