Song | Darling Dear |
Artist | Little Fish |
Album | Baffled And Beat |
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I throw myself out of bed | |
Throw myself in the chair | |
And dress my two naked feet | |
Some clothes | |
Some bottles some books | |
A letter with it written | |
Words that say: | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
There’s a sweet bitter taste | |
Running through my head | |
The very next day | |
I’m half undressed | |
You find me lying | |
On an empty bed | |
Pistol in hand | |
Objects here and there | |
You wake me with a jump | |
And an evil stare | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
And you | |
You want to get me out of here | |
You want to take me from my obscure world | |
Back into your head | |
Back into your bed | |
What will be wrong then? | |
When we are all dead? | |
You said to show you my tongue | |
But the chemist is closed | |
And the world is my song | |
La la la la… | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed… | |
And so it’s here | |
That I find my pistol | |
Diffuse it of its bullets | |
And push it to my head | |
‘Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
‘Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
Can’t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
Can’t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed… |
I throw myself out of bed | |
Throw myself in the chair | |
And dress my two naked feet | |
Some clothes | |
Some bottles some books | |
A letter with it written | |
Words that say: | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
There' s a sweet bitter taste | |
Running through my head | |
The very next day | |
I' m half undressed | |
You find me lying | |
On an empty bed | |
Pistol in hand | |
Objects here and there | |
You wake me with a jump | |
And an evil stare | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
And you | |
You want to get me out of here | |
You want to take me from my obscure world | |
Back into your head | |
Back into your bed | |
What will be wrong then? | |
When we are all dead? | |
You said to show you my tongue | |
But the chemist is closed | |
And the world is my song | |
La la la la | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
And so it' s here | |
That I find my pistol | |
Diffuse it of its bullets | |
And push it to my head | |
' Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
' Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
Can' t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
Can' t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed |
I throw myself out of bed | |
Throw myself in the chair | |
And dress my two naked feet | |
Some clothes | |
Some bottles some books | |
A letter with it written | |
Words that say: | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
There' s a sweet bitter taste | |
Running through my head | |
The very next day | |
I' m half undressed | |
You find me lying | |
On an empty bed | |
Pistol in hand | |
Objects here and there | |
You wake me with a jump | |
And an evil stare | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
Come back to bed | |
My darling dear | |
And you | |
You want to get me out of here | |
You want to take me from my obscure world | |
Back into your head | |
Back into your bed | |
What will be wrong then? | |
When we are all dead? | |
You said to show you my tongue | |
But the chemist is closed | |
And the world is my song | |
La la la la | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed | |
And so it' s here | |
That I find my pistol | |
Diffuse it of its bullets | |
And push it to my head | |
' Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
' Cause I got no reason | |
And I got no mind | |
Can' t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
Can' t stop the blood | |
Pouring from my head | |
My darling dear | |
Come back to bed |