Saturday, June 18, 2011

Club Foot

Chase down an empty street
Blindly snap the broken beats
Said it's cut with a dirty trick
Its taken all these days to find ya
I tell you I want you
I tell you I need you

Friends, take control of me
Stalking cross' the gallery
All these pills got to operate
The colour quits and all invade us
There he goes again
Take me to the edge again
All I got is a dirty trick
I'm chasin' down the wolves to save ya

I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
The blood aint on my hands

Just wanted you near me


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