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• Artiste: Brook Pridemore
• Titre: I'll be Here All Night
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The AC's broke down and Matthew's off to war And I'm sorry as hell, but the drugs don't work anymore I was pickin' on the bad times, you were down to phoning it in And just popping out a rhythm on a pop gun you got at the Den Close your eyes, I think I'm going blind I'll be here all night There's a stoop in my stance, you can see it when I walk Man, I am dancing underwater, spitting bubbles all around when I talk All my ex-girlfriends are in an underwater band They got drums and ukeleles, turning mud back into sand And when the music hits I start to lose my mind I'll be here all night I'm so tired of being sick and I am sick of being poor Man, I ain't even got a head left to go head to head anymore You are drumming up a posse of my old worst enemies It seems I'm always more afraid of all the other guys than they are of me But if you hold me close, I think I'll be alright I'll be here all night Let me sing a song for you, and when you bleed, I will bleed you too Let me sing a song for you, and when you bleed I will bleed you too, yeah Dinner's on the table now and Matthew's off to score I've got a spike in my vein and I don't love you anymore And when the music hits I start to lose my mind I'll be here all night