Never. Kneeling low on my pillow, God, kneeling low on my pillow.. I will see there.. I will be there.. You and me.. we die. I will fracture. I
live under my bed It?s what I?ve always wanted Don?t tell anybody especially grown-ups 'Cause grown-ups would not understand So come and live under my bed
Our licensing agreement does not allow us to display these lyrics at this time. Sorry for the inconvenience.
it goes I got nothing to show for Except pictures I posed for But I keep them in a box under my bed Here I am With my heart on the floor And my love
under my bed Anytime anytime you're passing by this way Remember you will always have a place to stay Whenever you call You can put your shoes under my
under my bed It's what I've always wanted Don't tell anybody especially grown-ups 'Cause grown-ups would not understand So come and live under my bed
Instrumental
One month in hell one month in this-- exploding shells, cowering prostrate bodies waiting to join them to join your comrades still agonizing already dead
Traduction: Glassjaw. Star sous mon lit.
Traduction: Paul Kelly. Chaussures sous mon lit.
Traduction: Paul Kelly. (Vous pouvez mettre vos) Chaussures sous mon lit.
after me I get no sleep I'm running but no matter what It gets me no where Something is under my bed Snapping at my leg I'm frozen I'm not freaked out
sleep staring at my sheets or crying on my sheets or bleeding on the same put the doorknob on my side if you don't mind i don't care a motel room in my bed
chasing after me I get no sleep I'm running but no matter what It gets me no where Something is under my bed Snapping at my leg I'm frozen I'm not freaked
Let's go, forget about me. There's something under my skin. I know that I've told you at least four times that I'm so tired of this. That I'm so...
it goes I got nothing to show for Except pictures I pose for But I keep them in a box under my bed Here I am with my heart on the floor And my love
I have beliefs that I only call out when it's convenient for me. It seems like I change my mind more than my clothes. And my ideas can be just as pungent
