what can i take from you. what can i take from you. whats worth a plug nickel from a silly fool. what can i take from you. why did i leave you there. why did i leave you there.
That old vicious screaming within. The talk of the building with the crash about. And broken glass it slides across his skin. They both cry till exhausted and wind up in each other's arms.
I want to show you something, like joy inside my heart. Seems I been living in the temple of the dog. Where would I live if I were a man of golden words.