Don't Tell God

God Street Wine

    Continúa después del anuncio

    The sun fell though the bedroom window
    On a teenage bed she lowered her head
    She thought back to long ago before she was led
    Stripped of all the life she'd know
    On a teenage bed she lowered her head
    A key turned in the front door and she fled

    A schoolboys threat that beat her mind
    She closed her eyes to fantasize
    Wishing for a man who would never cry
    Another day to put behind
    She closed her eyes to fantasize
    Wishing she could shrink to half her size

    At the end of the day
    When she doesn't want to play
    He picks up the knife
    To take his life
    He looks to the sky
    But he don't know what to say
    'Cause he's too young
    Don't Tell God Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com
    He's to young to pray

    Continúa después del anuncio

    Don't tell God
    What I'm trying to do to you
    Don't tell God
    Cause he won't believe
    He won't believe it's true

    The sun fell through the bedroom window
    In his bed he'd have to beg
    How could she understand what was in his head
    Did he care for friend or foe
    In his bed he'd have to beg
    He deserved what he got her clothes he shed

    Alone he was in this world
    He took his prize till satisfied
    No one understood where he lied
    His life had not begun
    He took his prize till satisfied
    He waited for someone to call from outside

    And when she goes away
    He don't know what to say
    An empty threat was lost
    So the knife he tossed
    He dropped to his knees
    He reached out to the air
    But he's too young
    He's too young to care

    Don't tell God
    What I'm trying to do to you
    Don't tell God
    Cause he won't believe
    He won't believe it's true

    Información de la canción

    Composición: Jon Bevo

    ¿Los datos están equivocados?

    Enviar revisión