Текст песни: China Drum. Biscuit Barrel F.M.R.
Wrap me up and seal me in cause I don't wanna see
The fallen rubble I'm standing in, it all breaks down to me
Have I dug the hole too deep?
I'm down too low, too low to sleep
I threw you down like a piece of shit
But now I find I stand in it
The one to blame, is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears, telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way, hated myself all the way
All I wanted was a big stone wall to plow my way through let's say no more
Don't worry yourself, I'm not that daft, I couldn't throw down, down that shaft
I know what I've lost, and it's not my mind, it's my biscuit barrel true and kind
Biscuit barrel true and kind
So wrap me up and seal me in cause I don't wanna see
I'd ask someone close to help but I know it's down to me
It's the same old problem, the same old song
You don't know what you got until what you got is gone
I tried to tell you what I was thinking
I don't even know myself
The one to blame, is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears, telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day, I hated myself all the way
I said "I hated myself all the way, all the way"
I know what I've lost, and it's not my mind,
it's my biscuit barrel true and kind
Biscuit barrel true and kind
The fallen rubble I'm standing in, it all breaks down to me
Have I dug the hole too deep?
I'm down too low, too low to sleep
I threw you down like a piece of shit
But now I find I stand in it
The one to blame, is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears, telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day
I hated myself all the way, hated myself all the way
All I wanted was a big stone wall to plow my way through let's say no more
Don't worry yourself, I'm not that daft, I couldn't throw down, down that shaft
I know what I've lost, and it's not my mind, it's my biscuit barrel true and kind
Biscuit barrel true and kind
So wrap me up and seal me in cause I don't wanna see
I'd ask someone close to help but I know it's down to me
It's the same old problem, the same old song
You don't know what you got until what you got is gone
I tried to tell you what I was thinking
I don't even know myself
The one to blame, is sitting here
Telling you his awful fears, telling you his awful fears
I drove to town the other day, I hated myself all the way
I said "I hated myself all the way, all the way"
I know what I've lost, and it's not my mind,
it's my biscuit barrel true and kind
Biscuit barrel true and kind
China Drum
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