歌词

Pour me another, and l'll drown it out Forget about the here and now I'm a little drunk, but if you're judging me I wouldn't bother, I'm my own worst enemy Nothing but a little nudge to tickle the sides But my soul's crying out in the night When will I bother to care for this old body of mine? Body of mine Day of yearning, and I can still taste your smokes Written in creases and folds I pull the covers near, but they won't bury the blues Just me and my pity sighs, terrifying you Just a little liquor and it felt so good I'll play the fool while you make your excuse I'll never find it in between the whispers and wine When will I care for this body of mine? Body of mine Sorry state of affairs It's getting late, I think it's time When will I appreciate This old body of mine?
Writer(s): Oscar De Jong, Isobel Fitzroy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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