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Borracho by Mark Laneganالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Borracho by Mark Lanegan

Oh....oh (4x's)
Trouble comes in slowly
A neverlasting light come to shine all over me
Bright in the mornin'
Like all of heaven's love come to shine on me
And to you who never need
Fuck yourselves, I need some more room to breathe

Here comes the devil, prowl around
One whiskey for evey ghost
And I'm sorry for what I've done
Cause it's me who knows what it cost

It breaks and it breathes, and it tears you apart
It bites and it bleeds
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, prowl around
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I said
I said I just don't care anymore

A fool can feed on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Trouble comes in slowly
A neverlasting light come to shine all over me
At the dead end to mornin' darlin'
With all of heaven's love come to shine on me

The fool that feeds on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, buy the round
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I done
Lord it's me who knows what it costs

The fool that feeds on the notion
Sees and believes
And this desert turns to ocean over me

Here come the devil, prowlin' round
One whiskey for every ghost
And I'm sorry for what I said
I said I just don't care anymore
It breaks and it breathes and it tears you apart
Gonna bite, gonna bleed
Til this desert turns to ocean over me

Writer : LANEGAN, MARK
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing