Paroles de The Whore in Yourself

You brother said they give you a bed every night Your mother wept cause she thinks that you're dead every night Your lover left He said he had a good night Your sister canned all the secrets you told her that night You should get more in touch with the whore in yourself You should be open to life and not for yourself When you talk you stand up and sit by me And you seem to incline musically, that you want to be all And I barely think We can drink for free We can drink for free, oh Let's go back down to eat