Stop — текст песни (B.R.M.C. (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club))

We don`t like you we just want to try you
I`m tired of runnin` the feeling ain`t comin`
This all could be simpler it all could be simpler
But all this is sickness the feeling ain`t in this

We don`t know where to stop
We don`t know where to stop
I try and I try but I can`t get enough
I won`t fail you but you won`t bleed for me

Have I been sinful have I been sinful
It`s all been for nothin` your good ain`t for nothin`
It`s ard not to die when your time has been killed off
But I have been grateful you know this could take hold

We don`t know where to stop
We don`t know where to stop
I try and I try but I can`t get enough
I won`t fail you but you won`t bleed for me

Try keep your head up high
Time burns so deep inside you
Rips your throat out

We don`t like you we just want to try you
I`m tired of runnin` the feeling ain`t comin`
This all could be different it all could be different
But all this is sickness the feeling ain`t in this

We don`t know where to stop
We don`t know where to stop
I try and I try but I can`t get enough
I won`t fail you but you won`t bleed for me