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Opera
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Wykonawcy

Teksty: The Sleeping. 3 Cigarettes.

3 cigarettes deeper and deeper
I've been drinking more and eating less
It's a mess without you laying here
It's a mess without you laying here

I know it can be all right
If I just wait it out and try to rest
It's a mess without you laying here
I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I am a mess

I'm in a corner, in a pit, they can shock it or what
Do you care? Are you there? Are you listening?
I'll smash my head against the wall, stab every picture in its heart
You're a snake and you're slithering along

I could ask myself a thousand times at night
Why am I at fault for someone else's lies
And I could ask myself a thousand times but why
Why do I blame myself? We don't have to blame ourselves

I'm in a corner, in a pit, they can shock it or what
Do you care? Are you there? Are you listening?
I'll smash my head against the wall, stab every picture in its heart
You're a snake and you're slithering

For the thought that I can escape with the wind
A cold heart, bad blood and I've been bitten
Oh, I've been bitten

I, I could ask myself a thousand times at night
Why am I at fault for someone else's lies?
I could ask myself a thousand times, but why
Why do I blame myself? We don't have to blame ourselves
We don't have to blame ourselves

No, no, no, no, no, no, it's all going away
I could ask myself a thousand times at night
Why am I at fault for someone else's lies?
I could ask myself a thousand times but why
Why do I blame myself?

3 cigarettes deeper and deeper
I've been drinking more and eating less
It's a mess without you laying here
I'm a mess, I'm a mess, I am a mess