bush - history (dub pistols mix) lyrics
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gave my love 2,000 yesterdays
nothing is wrong
i am always a little late
probably will probably won’t
get this disease cut out of my throat
all of a sudden
you come my way
baby believer
i won’t be saved by morning after
struggling my name slave turned to master
edge of my bed
benzedrine telephone
struggling to speak
i am sicker than the sickest dog
falling faster than a liar’s grin
we need to be saved from the sh+t we’re in
i believe in you i have found the perfect way
to bring me down
i won’t be saved by morning after
struggling my name slave turned to master
slave turned to master
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