Lyrics:
nothing but sorrow Couldn't have a heart so I borrowed Cus it's easy to fumble Trying to keep the Faitth never grumble Money on my mind like a young bull
cold/Come to it/for your bleedin' heart I pray/from my stormy clouds I put faitth/in beauty/now rest my mind
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