Neneh Cherry - Carry Me Lyrics
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Carry Me
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What Are The Lyrics For Carry Me By Neneh Cherry?
You fed the fire all my letters like you fed me French fries
And in my dead mouth lies the taste That's like the look in your dead eyes Don't give me your expression, don't even swim with me I've got the nerve to tell you, you'll never live through me Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home now Like a witness that has come to be that's my expression And though I live through your eyes, I've just lived in one dimension You wanna let off a gun, press one hard be hard on I wonder is your wisdom telling you'll never get to you Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home So now come, yeah I'll take a [Incomprehensible] now, yeah Movin' a hole in the gun I gave you satisfaction It's murder here when I'm round So keep my felt tip impressions and bury me Never to be found Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me bury me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me, carry me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home Carry me, bury me I wanna go home now, now Carry me, I wanna go home, oh Carry me, yeah, bury me, yeah Carry me, carry me, carry me I wanna go home now, now Bury me now, carry me now Carry me, bury me I wanna go home |
Who Wrote Carry Me By Neneh Cherry?
Steve Hopwood, Cameron Mcvey, Simon Richmond, Neneh Cherry
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What's The Duration Of The Carry Me By Neneh Cherry?The duration of Carry Me is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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