Lyrics:
with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
You better eat your Wheaties, I park it where I can see
Shit will get hot and shaky like Parkinson's with the fever
This ain't checkers its chess, all
the moon
By sunrise I could hear the church bells ringing
I got there as the saints were marching in
I sat down on the back row
And heard the story
I've got a fever
I've got a chill
I've got a woman
Who's breakin' down my will
She's on the wrong path
And I'm too close behind
She's so
dancing?
Coo Coo, are you feeling?
Picking up together
Growing up your fever
So you're never feeling blue
Oh come and get it, baby
Hear the people
Gods of death warriors of the desert
Fever witch spectre of fire
Commanded by Marduk magician of the gods
No coven shall be broken, hear my words
Step
And I guess I misremember what went on
And how the whole world looked at dawn
When you were waiting by my door
I'm sure you didn't love me just
Your words grow cold and incoherent
And I'm searching for a fever
That could lift me to the border of dementia
My eyes are tired from surveying
torched by the sun
You've caught the fever
The day's just begun to burn. Ya!
No you can't stop moving
No you can't stop moving
No you can't stop
double down, if you're gonna stay on it
Seasons here even freeze the deep water
But it keeps the genes hardy
So feed a fever, the winter we starve keep
with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever
If you're the chosen one
How does it feel to be loved by no one
If you're the number 1
Where do you run to can you hide behind the sun
And you
over, we always gotta go through
Love to sleep by the hum of the machine
Veins filled with grenadine
It's just a fever dream to me
slowed you down.
You could've long traded in your braided crown by now
You could've found that Anabaptist girl you always used to go on about
As we rode
This song was meant to hurt
Was meant to be
About the broken world
In a broken girl
These words
I found written on my window
By the L
All the time I called my own
And all the times that wouldn't come
All the times I went for waiting
All the time that passed me by
All
ballin bankhead
[x4:]
Louie v bag be dats were the cash be jeans stay saggin million doallar mouthpiece
Catch me flying by in a two seater fitted hat
adding up, but it never does
So in the morning maybe I'll be alright
And through the day I'll prepare for the fight
With a fever on a Saturday night
Cause
A recurring vision of her out on the lawn
The early haze of the seventies sun kept the fevers gone
Curious, placid, green
Now she's a well faring
I don't belong, singing these anthems. This fever is cunning. Deadly, it's running straight for the exit, detoured through my veins. Telling me
lust
Placed forever in my pagan fever
No proof walks upon the earth's existence
Helpless in front universe's dominion
A velvet slumber sick fate
bit me
I had the fever with each passing year
Oh, even if the mountain tumbles
If this whole world crumbles
By her side I'll still be standing there
Now a strange fever convulses my limbs
The years of resentment and anger are dimmed
An icy-cold sweat standing out on my brow
The shadow of death
this sickness will break out.
I am contagious and this illness is what you want.
So I'll stand by your door.
Lay in your bed now, because this is
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