Stopwatch
Rest on bombshells
You said to me
To distract us
From our needs
Guess my bloodtype
Feel the tip
Of your run dry
Of pure dreams
Hey you won't you come on down
Give me paychecks or sound
Give me paychecks or sound
Save some money
Or save your breed
You can only offer
What you give
In the middle of conscience
Where the past succeeds
And makes you relive
The way of the sheep
I want your affection
I want your redemption
I want solitude
Hey you won't you come on down
Won't you come on down
With me
With me
Writer/s: One Eyed Kings
