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Wykonawcy

Teksty: Mountain Goats, The. Fit Alpha Vi.

I know you never asked for my opinion,

but I'd say that horse is crazy

I know what I think doesn't matter any more,

but I'd say his mind is gone

and I know you feel the same way,

even though you'd rather die than say it

I know you know what I know,

or you wouldn't be sleeping on the lawn



I heard the hooves crack the window,

saw the body come through

saw the big brown eyes flashing

I fell all over you

I got pressure bearing down

on me



There was a reason why I came here,

but I guess now it doesn't matter

I had a good, good, good, good reason,

but I guess now you couldn't care

There is a certain kind of feeling that you get

when you're totally helpless

and there's a different world waiting for me

when I lift my head up

from your thick, dark hair



I heard the hooves crack the window,

saw the body come through

saw the big nostrils flaring

I fell all over you

I got pressure bearing down

on me