Letra de Raging Lung - The Knife

Hear my troubles of mine
Can you take me for one last ride?
I want to bend my soul again
That�s what we do when we get older
Where�s your troubled mind?
You got your money and you got them �cause others just can�t
There�s the lottery about geography
Don�t know the the hand you�re holding
Paying someone to put them to bed again
And that�s when it hurts
The difference
And this is hot blood
And a difference
What a difference
A little difference would make
Hear my love sigh
I�ve got a story that money just can�t buy western standards
Poverty�s profitable
See it slip and slide
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Not just one answer �cause it�s working like parallel lines
It�s not that easy
When you want it easy
And that�s when it hurts
When you see the difference
It�s a raging lung
And a difference
What a difference
A little difference would make
Don�t leave me now
Don�t fall asleep
We need to rest sometimes
But don�t take long
It�s something in the system
That still circulates
We�ll dig a hole in the back yard
And drain the blood