JJ72 - Broken Down. I do not own the rights to this song. I simply own their cd's and want to share this great bands music with the world.
Lyrics:
Pasta machine broke down
By the weed in the field
I get so nice
When I see angel's face
I will sip the wine
Of all the tears you cry
Feel for me sympathy
The kind that we all need
Crimson handed fiend
Of hate strokes the soul of all
Saints cannot flee
The strings of the call
We just carry on
As if we know all that is wrong
Feel for me sympathy
The kind that we all need
Placid perspective straight
Losing hope, postponing fate
Syncronize, incarcerate
Let them eat, I can hate
I can say nothing new
Despite the doves that flew
Feel for me sympathy
The kind that we all need
Crimson handed fiend
Of hate strokes the soul of all
Saints cannot flee
The strings of the call
We just carry on
As if we know all that is wrong
Feel for me sympathy
The kind that we all need
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