Lirieke: Sweet Matthew. Back To You.
you come looking for protection
a revolver in your hand
and that puts it in a language
that I think I understand
don't need to concentrate
to push it through
you know you've sent it
'cause I'm coming back to you
anybody with a brain will tell you
that you cannot win
but just ask the brainless wonder
living underneath my skin
I'll tell you anything
but what is true
no sense in giving in
I'm coming back to you
back to you
anybody with a brain will tell you
that you cannot win
but just ask the brainless wonder
living underneath my skin
I'll tell you anything
but what is true
no sense in giving in
I'm coming back to you
back to you...
a revolver in your hand
and that puts it in a language
that I think I understand
don't need to concentrate
to push it through
you know you've sent it
'cause I'm coming back to you
anybody with a brain will tell you
that you cannot win
but just ask the brainless wonder
living underneath my skin
I'll tell you anything
but what is true
no sense in giving in
I'm coming back to you
back to you
anybody with a brain will tell you
that you cannot win
but just ask the brainless wonder
living underneath my skin
I'll tell you anything
but what is true
no sense in giving in
I'm coming back to you
back to you...
Sweet, Matthew
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