Texty piesní Grant-Lee Phillips

Grant-Lee Phillips

Killing A Dead Man

Oh, you rush and you run

To the ends of the earth

Is your work ever done

Oh, and what is it worth

Blood on your hands

Killing a dead man time and again

Time and again

Oh, this curse of your name

Ain't no shower of stones

That'll wash it away

So you wander alone

Blood on your hands

Killing a dead man time and again

Time and again, time and again

Knelt by the low waters and wept

Split every last secret you kept

Oh, my troublesome twin

On the verge of collapse

Will this night put an end

To your sorrow at last

Blood on your hands

Killing a dead man time and again

Time and again, time and again, time and again

Time and again, time and again

Time and again, time and again

Time and again, time and again