Steven Wilson - Happiness 3 Lyrics
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Happiness 3
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What Are The Lyrics For Happiness 3 By Steven Wilson?
Something in this town is draining me
Could be the junk food or the gasoline I hide it well Tangled up in my last cigarette for a hundred years I'm not as much of a slave to it as I appear I'm just bored Sorry that was cruel I only meant for you to lose your balance in the snow Slip on the ice so I can catch you fall Sorry that's not true I didn't think that you would take it all to heart I'm tired of burning up the time at my PC I only end up downloading the same old pornography The same old scene Sorry that was cruel I only meant for you to lose your balance in the snow Slip on the ice so I can catch you fall Sorry that's not true I didn't think that you would take it all to heart I just to made it up so I could watch you crawl Sorry if I'm rude I'm getting at your side a darker mood comes over me Are there any reasons left to get out of bed Is there anything else I can write that I haven't read It's all been said Sorry that was cruel I only meant for you to lose your balance in the snow Slip on the ice so I can catch you fall Sorry that's not true I didn't think that you would take it all to heart I just to made it up so I could watch you crawl Sorry if I'm rude I'm getting at your side a darker mood comes over me And it's always worse in the shopping mall Sorry that was cruel I only meant for you to lose your balance in the snow Slip on the ice so I can catch you fall Sorry that's not true I didn't think that you would take it all to heart I just to made it up so I could watch you crawl |
Who Wrote Happiness 3 By Steven Wilson?
Steven John Wilson
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