Rescue Team Songtext
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Rescue Team Songtext
Sunrise, sunrise, I′m a sleepy head
I should get up for school but I couldn't get out of bed
I never came back alive from the dream that I had
It seemed like every night then, every night
Spoiled, oh yes, I′ve always been wanting more
At first the sight of your life and then the sight of a whore
'Cause it all comes down to nightmares I had
And I think you'll understand
I was on the loneliest road, girl, yes I was
You put me back on it, yeah you did
And I will walk it alone ′til the end of time
If you don′t send a rescue team, whoa
But I ain't really sure if I want you to
A new morning arrived, I′m the greatest hero
I felt the comfort reminding of my Tommy Ochiro
One creates nothing but two creates one
And I'll cure my heart
′Cause I'm the son of a gun, girl, yes I am
On this lonely road, girl, that I′m on
And I'll walk it alone 'til the end of time
If you don′t send a rescue team, whoa
But I ain′t really sure if I want you to
No, I ain't really sure if I want you to
Perhaps I′d rather be on my own
No, I don't think I want you to
Carry me home
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
I should get up for school but I couldn't get out of bed
I never came back alive from the dream that I had
It seemed like every night then, every night
Spoiled, oh yes, I′ve always been wanting more
At first the sight of your life and then the sight of a whore
'Cause it all comes down to nightmares I had
And I think you'll understand
I was on the loneliest road, girl, yes I was
You put me back on it, yeah you did
And I will walk it alone ′til the end of time
If you don′t send a rescue team, whoa
But I ain't really sure if I want you to
A new morning arrived, I′m the greatest hero
I felt the comfort reminding of my Tommy Ochiro
One creates nothing but two creates one
And I'll cure my heart
′Cause I'm the son of a gun, girl, yes I am
On this lonely road, girl, that I′m on
And I'll walk it alone 'til the end of time
If you don′t send a rescue team, whoa
But I ain′t really sure if I want you to
No, I ain't really sure if I want you to
Perhaps I′d rather be on my own
No, I don't think I want you to
Carry me home
Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Writer(s): John Henrik Lars Engelbert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

