John Mann!: Music

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Same old words on your tongue
You fell in with the rain
I built a bridge over your head
So you'd have a place to stay
We made love to all the ghosts
Under the sheets where we lay

We take our drugs to drown our sorrow
All our happiness is borrowed
We're in debt that much is sure
To nights that bring the morning pure

It always echos under there
It all comes back your way
With every word you are reminded
That war supplied your veins

So lay the track we need it fast
I become the rapist from your past
Our blood is blue and our bones are hollow
We'll be even sicker by tomorrow

You're lookin' for a saviour
That I can't seem to be
But I promised to get drunk with you
So we could fuck our mystery

We take our drugs to drown our sorrow
All our happiness is borrowed
Our blood is blue and our bones are hollow
We'll be even sicker by tomorrow