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Bringing Home The Rain letra
Blood-shot your eyes drop
And the skin's all wearing thin
There's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Or the trouble that you're in
You're dancin' with your demons baby
You forgot your former lie
And it was hard swimmin' once
And now you're daily divin' in
And I'm bringin' home the rain
There's no supper on the table
And my feet are in the flame
I'm drying out again
All your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in Sun
And the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gun
And the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neck
And pretty soon the weekdays are all the same
And I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
There's no supper on the table
(No supper on the table)
And my feet are in the flame
I'm drying out again
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
A baby's cryin' in a cradle
(Baby's cryin' in a cradle)
And my feet are in the flame
I'm drying out again
Evil are the demons that haunt you
Forgetting what it was that they taught you
And now there's no one left to stop you
Or to catch you when you drop
You're evil as the demons that haunt you
Forgetting what it was that they taught you
And now there's no one left to stop you
Or to catch you when you drop
You're evil as the demons that haunt you
Forgetting what it was that they taught you
But now there's no one left to stop you
Or to catch you when you when you
When you when your
Blood-shot your eyes drop
And the skin's all wearing thin
There's no one here to tell you about the depth of the water
Or the trouble that you're in
You're dancin' with your demons baby
You forgot your former lie
And it was hard swimmin' once
And now you're daily divin' in
And I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
There's no supper on the table
(No supper on the table)
And my feet are in the flame
I'm drying out again
I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
A baby's cryin' in a cradle
(Baby's cryin' in a cradle)
And my feet are in the flame
I'm drying out again
And I'm bringin' home the rain
(I'm bringin' home the rain)
There's no supper on the table
(No supper on the table)
And my feet are in the flame
Oh the ceiling's closin' in
The Builders And The Butchers - Letras
- Barcelona
- Black Dresses
- Black Elevator
- Blood Runs Cold
- Bottom Of The Lake
- Bringing Home The Rain
- Darker Day
- Desert On Fire
- Devil Town
- Edge Of a Knife
- Family Tree
- Find Me In The Air
- Golden And Green
- Hand In The Grave
- Hellfire Mountain
- I Broke The Vein
- In The Branches
- No Grave
- No Roses
- Older Than Sin
- Raise Up Your Weary Hands
- Red Hands
- Redemption Sound
- Sonoran Highway Song
- Spanish Death Song
- Stop The Rain
- Ten Miles Wide
- The Coal Mine Fall
- The Gallows
- The Night Pt.1
- The Night Pt.2
- The Rain
- Vampire Lake
- Watching the World
- When It Rains
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