Come On — текст песни (Fury In The Slaughterhouse)

I guess we know each other now for seven years

Why has it always to end up with tears

A little problem and soon discussions start

We bang our heads and we always forget our hearts



Somehow, somewhere

I guess I had this all before

Somehow, somewhere

I guess I had this all before



Come on, come on lets go home

Give the sinking ship a drink

I think its better if we go

Somehow my thoughts are running slow

Will feel sorry when I awake

So you better give me a break



Take your brown eyes and putem in a glass

Put some icecubes in and watch the rotting mess

Look in my blue ones and you know I never lie

Give me a drink and I say to you lets have another try



Somehow, somewhere...



You better give me a break

You better give me

You better give me a break...