Our Getting Ribs کے بول

And hate runs through my blood Well, my tongue was in love But my heart was left above I’ve got to be leaving now I thought I’d never be shot down But girl I’m black and blue So beaten down for you Well, I’m beaten down in bloom Don't break away I waste away Don't break away And lay me out across the grey Hours I should have kept at bay Well, I had a chance to get away I can’t escape my own escape Even more when it’s sweet to the taste Red stairs lead sense astray I look up and seek for faith Oh, but girl, just lean over and say Well, lay me down Pull me out Well, take my crown again He’s submerged in doubt But wait, I make my last request See this could be the best But blue, I need to rest See I been broken down So much has lost it now I just stop and say Girl, don’t you worry ‘bout a thing Baby blue