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Teksty: Eve 6. Bring The Night.

OK, OK I'm boring you,
I'm warning you tonight,
is not the night for fights,
lies white or other wise.
My mood isn't better yet,
sober and humorless,
if you cant handle this,
roll off the mattress.

I'm trying to let you know that your not just another.
When you're under the covers, I'm under your thumb.
And your the finest of specimens,
leaving me breathless,
reeling and restless,
putting me to the test.

Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.

Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.

Ok I'm lying when I'm telling you your right
but you don't like the truth
served straight or otherwise,
And I'm an insomniac,
tossing and turning and,
it's getting repetitive,
swallow a sedative.

I'm trying to let you know that your not just another.
When you're under the covers, I'm under your thumb.
And your the finest of specimens,
leaving me breathless,
reeling and restless,
putting me to the test.


Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.

Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.
Not another day, not another day,
Not another day, not another day.

OK I'm boring you,
I'm warning you tonight,
is not the night for fights,
lies white or other wise.
My mood isn't better yet,
sober and humorless,
if you cant handle this,
BREAK!
roll off the mattress

Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.

Turn the light off,
leave me where I lay.
Bring the night on, not another day.
Not another, not another
Not another day, not another day,
Not another day, not another day.




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