
时间:2007-04-01
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House Of Pain - Faster Pussycat
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
It's a little past supper time
I'm still out on the porch steps sittin' on my behind
Waiting for you
Wondrin' if everything's alright
Moma said come in boy don't waste your time
I said I've got time well he'll be here soon
Five years old and talking to myself
Five years old and talking to myself
Five years old and talking to myself
I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home in my house of pain
I didn't write these pages
And my script's been re-arranged
No there's no one home in my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
In my house of pain
Wasn't I worth the time
A boy needs a Daddy like a dance to mime
And all the time
I looked up to you
I paced my room a million times
And all I ever got was one big line the same old lie
How could you
Eighteen years and still talking to myself
Eighteen years and still talking to myself
Eighteen years and still talking to myself
I'm not tryin' to fake it and I ain't the one to blame
No there's no one home in my house of pain
I didn't write these pages
And my script's been re-arranged
No there's no one home in my house of pain