Текст песни Anne Leatham - Run Dry

Текст:

Close the door, you're leaving You've gone to get a drink of something And I'm staring at my hands All I want to do is smash these walls around me I want to express myself I want to express myself And you squeezed every last morsel of love out of me And left a bitter crusted shell The door slams shut, you're leaving me This time I can't help but feel relief And I'm squeezing my hands so tight That the blood supply runs dry And I won't swallow my pride Cuz I haven't got a drop to digest My blood supply runs dry My love for you's run dry It's cut off all the love to my heart It's cutting off my love for you My fingertips are cold and white And I can hardly move an inch Cuz I've cut off all my blood supply I've cut off all my love supply I've cut off all my blood supply I've cut off all my love supply I've cut off all my blood supply I've cut off all my love supply And I've cut off all my blood supply I've cut off all my love

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