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Oscar Lindsey - Painting The Walls
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Текст песни: If I don't knock this wood three times
Do you think I will die?
Why does my brain always think of these things
When its job is to keep me alive?
If its job is to keep me alive
If I don't make my bed today
Will all of my fortunes be taken away?
I wish that my thoughts had a way to be turned off
'Cause I've had enough today
Yeah, I've had enough today
Can't leave the house without paintin' the walls
Tracking in mud, busting holes through it all
I wish that I just could get rid of myself
Put all this weight onto somebody else
But I love you
Yes, I love you
If I don't tie my shoes the right way
Will a series of decisions take place
That lead to my death in a mysterious way?
Something that I couldn't guess
Something that I couldn't guess
If the world was to talk in my ear
Whisper its words and sound so sincere
All of the beautiful things I would hear
I think it would cut me a break
I think it would cut me a break
Can't leave the house without paintin' the walls
Tracking in mud, busting holes through it all
I wish that I just could get rid of myself
Put all this weight onto somebody else
But I love you
I love you
Do you think I will die?
Why does my brain always think of these things
When its job is to keep me alive?
If its job is to keep me alive
If I don't make my bed today
Will all of my fortunes be taken away?
I wish that my thoughts had a way to be turned off
'Cause I've had enough today
Yeah, I've had enough today
Can't leave the house without paintin' the walls
Tracking in mud, busting holes through it all
I wish that I just could get rid of myself
Put all this weight onto somebody else
But I love you
Yes, I love you
If I don't tie my shoes the right way
Will a series of decisions take place
That lead to my death in a mysterious way?
Something that I couldn't guess
Something that I couldn't guess
If the world was to talk in my ear
Whisper its words and sound so sincere
All of the beautiful things I would hear
I think it would cut me a break
I think it would cut me a break
Can't leave the house without paintin' the walls
Tracking in mud, busting holes through it all
I wish that I just could get rid of myself
Put all this weight onto somebody else
But I love you
I love you
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