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My heart was stolen by a blind pickpocket
In the deep city streets in the summer of twenty-twelve and I never even saw her face
My dreams were shattered like a stained glass window
Jesus in Pieces I believe
I threw a brick right through Him but my memory could not be saved
It just seems unlikely that it's me who was to blame
So I bookmark my DSM 'cos I need to remember my place
Wow this is not enough
This is not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
This is not enough
This is not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Yeah wooh yeah mwah
My soul was crushed like a tall boy underneath the boots on the curb
And I'm still pickin' up my molars and puttin' them back in my face
My name was soiled by a last call spill with a backwash swill and the blackout killed me
Sober on impact from a fall from grace
Take the road on higher ground and tell me Don't look down
You'll fall and break your back
But that just reminds me how there's more to be found beneath the black
This is not enough
This is not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
This is not enough
This is not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Yeah wooh yeah
Bottle, well or barrel
All are empty
Dug or drank or poured it out
When too much is not enough there's plenty more where that came from around
Lookin' up we see the point of entry between where we are and we've been
Lookin' up I could say
Heaven sent me
Hand me my shovel
I'm going in
Lookin' up we see the point of entry between where we are and we've been
Lookin' down I could say
Heaven sent me
Hand me my shovel
I'm going in
Woah oh oh ah
Woah oh oh oh oh oh
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Woah oh oh
Woah oh
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta, gotta get
Gotta, gotta get, gotta get
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta, gotta get
Gotta, gotta get, gotta get
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Gotta, gotta get
Gotta, gotta get, gotta get
Gotta get to the bottom of this
Yeah yeah
Yeah meh nah yaow
Heh huh huh huh heh hah
Heh heh heh heh
Hah hah ho ho
If it kills me
This is not enough
This is not enough
Not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
This is not enough
This is not enough
Not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
Yeah yeah this is not enough
This is not enough
Not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
This is not enough
This is not enough
Not enough to prove it yet
No I need to hit the bottom
Informations
Rendu célèbre par Will Wood
Auteur-Compositeur : William Joseph Colligan
Toute reproduction interdite
Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Hand Me My Shovel, I'm Going In! rendu célèbre par Will Wood