| Everyday you try to wash all your sins | |
| While this washing machine is pouring down. | |
| You’ll never know when you’ll go with the storm. | |
| I’m still hearing the wolves in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it’s pouring down. | |
| Hey baby it’s late, why don’t you go to sleep? | |
| Please don’t fear, i’ll be here when the sun goes down. | |
| You’ll never know where you left that old rope. | |
| There are still too many ghosts in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it’s pouring down. | |
| I’ve felt some things like these before | |
| You were sleeping, your hands were cold. | |
| On my belly, uhhh |
| Everyday you try to wash all your sins | |
| While this washing machine is pouring down. | |
| You' ll never know when you' ll go with the storm. | |
| I' m still hearing the wolves in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it' s pouring down. | |
| Hey baby it' s late, why don' t you go to sleep? | |
| Please don' t fear, i' ll be here when the sun goes down. | |
| You' ll never know where you left that old rope. | |
| There are still too many ghosts in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it' s pouring down. | |
| I' ve felt some things like these before | |
| You were sleeping, your hands were cold. | |
| On my belly, uhhh |
| Everyday you try to wash all your sins | |
| While this washing machine is pouring down. | |
| You' ll never know when you' ll go with the storm. | |
| I' m still hearing the wolves in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it' s pouring down. | |
| Hey baby it' s late, why don' t you go to sleep? | |
| Please don' t fear, i' ll be here when the sun goes down. | |
| You' ll never know where you left that old rope. | |
| There are still too many ghosts in this town. | |
| Years with your bread while your beds are burning | |
| Four of your kids where the birds are landing. | |
| In this town, it' s pouring down. | |
| I' ve felt some things like these before | |
| You were sleeping, your hands were cold. | |
| On my belly, uhhh |
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