Letra de Feed Me
Driven home back from the city.
Lead grey sky come wash us nearly.
Can't you see there's no horizon?
Lead grey sky come wash us nearly.
Can't you see there's no horizon?
In this speeding place called London.
I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Dampened soul come called fron slumber.
Woken up; calmed like no other.
As you moan you'll hear my laughter
You grow old, I grow young faster.
I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Can't you see?
I'm all used up.
I need somebody to come and feed me.
I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Dampened soul come called fron slumber.
Woken up; calmed like no other.
As you moan you'll hear my laughter
You grow old, I grow young faster.
I don't think that this makes too much sense.
Can't you see?
I'm all used up.
I need somebody to come and feed me.
BESSANT, JOHN DAVID/GREENSMITH, DOMINIC JOSEPH/HOUSE, KENWYN JOHN/STRINGER, GARY PAUL
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