Paroles Bringin' Home The Rain de The Builders And The Butchers

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Textes et Paroles de Bringin' Home The Rain



blood-shot your eyes drop
and the skin's all wearing thin
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
or the trouble that you're in
you're dancin' with your demons baby
you forgot your former lie
and it was hard swimmin' once
and now you're daily divin' in

and i'm bringin' home the rain
there's no supper on the table
and my feet are in the flame
i'm drying out again

all your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in sun
and the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gun
and the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neck
and pretty soon the weekdays are all the same

and i'm bringin' home the rain
(i'm bringin' home the rain)
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
and my feet are in the flame
i'm drying out again

i'm bringin' home the rain
(i'm bringin' home the rain)
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
and my feet are in the flame
i'm drying out again

evil are the demons that haunt you
forgetting what it was that they taught you
and now there's no one left to stop you
or to catch you when you drop

you're evil as the demons that haunt you
forgetting what it was that they taught you
and now there's no one left to stop you
or to catch you when you drop

you're evil as the demons that haunt you
forgetting what it was that they taught you
but now there's no one left to stop you
or to catch you when you when you
when you when your

blood-shot your eyes drop
and the skin's all wearing thin
there's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
or the trouble that you're in
you're dancin' with your demons baby
you forgot your former lie
and it was hard swimmin' once
and now you're daily divin' in

and i'm bringin' home the rain
(i'm bringin' home the rain)
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
and my feet are in the flame
i'm drying out again

i'm bringin' home the rain
(i'm bringin' home the rain)
a baby's cryin' in a cradle
(baby's cryin' in a cradle)
and my feet are in the flame
i'm drying out again

and i'm bringin' home the rain
(i'm bringin' home the rain)
there's no supper on the table
(no supper on the table)
and my feet are in the flame
oh the ceiling's closin' in

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