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Typhoon - 100 Years şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Typhoon

albüm: White Lighter


I call my name in the summer
Two-thousand and two
To the trunk of a great tree I lay down under
And soon I fell asleep
For a hundred years
Next thing I know
I awoke in the future
Entire cities of old folks homes
In every household a hospital bed for everyone
They laid me down and they stripped my clothes
They gave me a shirt that says
"I survived my own life"
It was cold
It was cold
It was cold
They found our limbs caused us too much pain
Oh, so they cut off my arms
And they cut off my legs
Now I'm wanderin' around and I feel out of place
I would like to go back to
I told you
I told you
I have nothing left with which to hold you
I lean up against you
We need heat where we're gonna go
I have been there
I should know that
It was cold
It was cold
It was cold
We were old
We were old
We were shedding our skins
Like some cold blooded animals
Out looking for love??
It was cold
It was cold
It was cold

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