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 - White
 - Francis Eg / Morrison
 - James
 
- Жанры:
 - Pop
 - Rock
 
- Теги:
 - british
 - male vocalist
 - singer songwriter
 
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James Morrison - Текст песни Call The Police
I'm done, shoot your gun
 I think it's time to take it back to where we started from
 Your pain, my pain
 I'll write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again
 And all I see is a mass of confusion
 Who I am and what I gotta be, yeah
 Closed eyes, big lines
 I guess you'll tell me just to let it ride sometimes
 Looks good, tastes bad
 Makes me wonder where I buried all the dreams I had
 All I see is a less good version of a man I don't wanna be
 All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
 All I need is some truth God help me
 Before the devil buries me, yeah
 And I, I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
 Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
 When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away
 Call the police 'cause I've lost control
 And I really wanna see you bleed
 I'm awake, why wait?
 I don't need someone to tell me who to be today
 I'm quite sure, unlike before
 Came off the road and I forgot what I was looking for
 All I see is a less good version of a man I don't wanna beJames Morrison - Call The Police - http://ru.motolyrics.com/james-morrison/call-the-police-lyrics.html
 All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
 All I need is some truth God help me
 Before the devil buries me, yeah
 I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
 Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
 When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away
 Call the police 'cause I've lost control
 And I really wanna see you bleed
 You can't just hack at me, you know
 You might just, have to let me go
 Close in, I need some room to grow
 You don't, know what you're thinking of
 Hiding behind you're pop sheet
 So you can make someone else's dream
 Call the police 'cause I've lost control
 And I really wanna see you bleed
 I can't do nothing, if I can't do something my way
 Well, I must be crazy if I follow every word you say
 When the shit comes down, you'll be the first to walk away
 Call the police 'cause I've lost control
 And I really wanna see you bleed
 All I feel is you tie me down to something that just isn't real
 All I need is some truth God help me
 Before the devil buries me, yeah














