Letra de Some Don't Make It Through The Haze
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The man to his lover said, - I have to kill my brother cause of jealousy
And a sister to another - I don't even bother if you set me free
And a girl from where I live never think about anything else than how she looks
And a sister to another - I don't even bother if you set me free
And a girl from where I live never think about anything else than how she looks
Me, I ain't to clever so I'll just stick to all these best-seller-books
In other parts of the world people cry until they die
Life is short
And I know a man who put a gun to his head
Tired of everything, he shot himself dead
Yeah, he shot himself dead
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
Some don't make it through the haze
A boy with no shoes on, looked at me and said, - gruesome
I saw pain in his eyes
A girlfriend to a film star said, - I've always thought that you'd go far
I can deal with your lies
(you lie)
...with your lies
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
Yeah, right through the haze
In other parts of the world people cry until they die
Life is short
And I know a man who put a gun to his head
Tired of everything, he shot himself dead
Yeah, he shot himself dead
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
Some don't make it through the haze
A boy with no shoes on, looked at me and said, - gruesome
I saw pain in his eyes
A girlfriend to a film star said, - I've always thought that you'd go far
I can deal with your lies
(you lie)
...with your lies
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze
Yeah, right through the haze
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