Paroles de maker

Stumbling outside Confusing the day Nothing matters For me anyway I'd trade all my freedom To a merchant for dust Something to smoke Something to crush Well, come on down, come on down Meet my maker Come on down To the field where the poppies grow It'll feel like this, it'll fix you up Any takers? Come on down, come on down It'll feel like home Can't wake you up and shake it from you I'm fading out a thousand times Well, pick me up and say I'm dying lay me down Can't change my mind well, come on down, come on down Meet my maker Come on down To the field where the poppies grow It'll feel like this, it'll fix you up Any takers? Come on down, come on down It'll feel like home Try to tell me what I'm thinking but I can't feel my broken bones Well, come on down, come on down Meet my maker Come on down To the field where the poppies grow It'll feel like this, it'll fix you up Any takers? Come on down, come on down It'll feel like home