Текст, перевод и аккорды “The Debt Collectors”
- In my dreams they're coming to collect I've got something that they want And I don't know what it is But you hid it in my luggage Like a needle in a haystack So I'm running like a criminal I'm sneaking round each corner In a phone booth, through a window And the air is cold around me And I'm running for my life Borrow, beg or steal Everything is real One day you might feel Alright again So I kissed you on the lips You were sleeping Like a racehorse in the evening All that power, motivation And the endless broken omens And I don't know if I love you But I really wanna own you And I've kept you like a secret From the moment that I found you We can make a deal Everything is real One day I might feel Alright again And I can write my way Out of this pain That's a promise that you made me In a letter that you sent me From Chicago on a freezing day in winter Bow I feel a little lighter But it really doesn't matter Cos this love is not obedient It's got its own agenda And it wants to take me over And it wants to pull you under And it would like nothing better Than to tear us both to pieces And it wont do what its told Show me how you feel Everything is real One day it'll be Alright again One day it'll be Alright again
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