War On Drugs (The)
Barrel of Batteries
If I stay then I'd need for a reasonChildren ghosts, coming close in the rainI'm a barrel, I'm a barrel of batteriesI'm a barrel, I'm a barrel of batteriesWith ice on the floorShe wants to hear moreBut I'm losing my soul, you little whoreLaughter strikes, laughter strikes in the morningLaughter burns, laughter burns all dayCuz if you knew what the river holdsAnd you won't go where the river flowsI will stay, I will stay, had it comingWith ice on the floorShe wants to learn moreI'm sleeping alone, you little whoreI'm sleeping alone, you little whore
From Letras Mania