Spiritual Beggars - Sedated Тексты

Sedated every night
I had my wine and my joints
A couple of sleeping pills
Tears of tiredness dripping down
But after a while
I began to lose my song
After a while It wasn't fun no more
Sedated when morning comes
Sitting with a troubled head
Sedated but the sun don't shine
Await my suicide
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