A place for my head

I watch how the Moon sits in the sky / in the dark night Shining with the light from the sun The sun doesn't give life to the moon to assuming The moon's going to owe it one It makes me think of how you act to me / You do Favors and then rapidly / You just Turn around and start asking me / about Things you want back from me I'm sick of the tension / sick of the hunger Sick of you acting like I owe you this Find another place / to feed your greed - While I find a place to rest I want to be… Więcej...

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