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• Artiste: Meat Puppets
• Titre: Backwater
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And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They just stand there looking backwards Half-unconsious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that'll never change And when I shoulda been gone a long time It laughs, and says I find ways Just when they're sheltered under paper The rockets come at us sideways Some things will never change They just stand there looking backwards Half-unconsious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that'll never change Hey, I'm blind Good Fine Roll the time On whose dime And when I wake up in the morning To feel the daybreak on my face There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling With a knife to open up the sky's veins Some things will never change They just stand there looking backwards Half-unconsious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that'll never change Some things will never change They just stand there looking backwards Half-unconsious from the pain They may seem rearranged In the backwater swirling There is something that'll never change