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You must be broken
By a thousand ways of wasting time
Get to the point
And off a hundred lines a week
No need to change my mind
A cleaner shade of thinking time
But I seem to think more than I act upon most things. oh.

(Chorus)
Do you ever wonder
How hard you hit?
You broke my thunder
Do you ever wonder?

A scar was sewn
A drop of bread was saved for making wine
Still no repent
Oh how you crumble when I shake
A mental jaw was used
To pry me from this wrecking bond
But the sad detail is all the promises I make.

(Repeat Chorus)

I m cramped and crawling from under the dead
I m sick of living without you in bed and I
I ve made mistakes that I wrote...That I read...
But now I just can t seem to be preoccupied
The heart was tossed with a black lace chain and
With these hand that I write with
And the ode that I live by...you know
I will never be with you

(Repeat Chorus)


Cause God made this night for me, a silly devil in me talking
Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out...
But this year s the year I write to be, that silly devil in me talking
Romantic company for walking. Over and out...Over and out

(Repeat Chorus)

how hard you hit
you broke my...
you broke my...
you broke my
you broke my thunder

Hooked up on a fishing line,
Looking for the break of day
I ve never been here before anyway
Its the line in my feet that s to blame.

Settled down in the mud
Giving everybody blood
It s just not such a...

Lately, I ve been so far gone
Pretending I don t know where I went wrong
I ve been lying to myself in the arms of someone else
Without you I just can t fake it ..tonight
Here I am, so please don t tell me it s the ending...

A heartbeat skip, relationship
Inside a bubble bath
An icing drip below your lip
So we undo the math
A sudden slip between
My pathetic sedatives
A real-life script of how
Mistakes became our medicine, so

Delay the hurtful words
Of complicated overcast
Please take the message that I...

I’m hitting switches in my eighteen wheeler
Burning trees on the run from the smokies like a dealer
A master mc on the cb kid nappin your ears g
But you can’t even see me
I’m breakin up all you good ol’ guys
And I’m collecting mad props
At truck...

Niech żyje nam!
niech żyje nam?
krzepko dzierży bat
kto na wozie ten jest pan

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