Lyrics to In The Morning
Place the crowbar in my hand
Watch the TV spit the lights
Such a bad place where I'm living
Watch the city be the death of me tonight
A pile of dishes by the sink
A growling man's voice from outside
I've been falling while I'm sleeping
Watch the city be the death of me tonight
In this cold room by the door
I have [?] in my sky
In the morning I will kiss you
'Less the city be the death of me tonight
Headlights crossing in the street
Somehow the day has with me tight
I'm in a cold sweat on my old sheets
Watch the city be the dеath of me tonight
Watch the city be thе death of me tonight
Watch the TV spit the lights
Such a bad place where I'm living
Watch the city be the death of me tonight
A pile of dishes by the sink
A growling man's voice from outside
I've been falling while I'm sleeping
Watch the city be the death of me tonight
In this cold room by the door
I have [?] in my sky
In the morning I will kiss you
'Less the city be the death of me tonight
Headlights crossing in the street
Somehow the day has with me tight
I'm in a cold sweat on my old sheets
Watch the city be the dеath of me tonight
Watch the city be thе death of me tonight
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