Teksty piosenek Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

War Machine

You just turned so white

Never needed you so bad

There's nothing left to disguise

You never wanted it so bad

You don't need your soul

They'll keep you high

I keep chasing your ghost

But it all keeps us comin' back for a little while

You don't look so good

But you smell like you would

You don't seem so proud

In the cries and thunder

And now the ones you beg

They won't kiss it away

I just need your hand

When it all keeps comin' down for a little while

Yeah I called my friend the doctor

Just to keep your heart alive

He said I ain't too good at healing

But I'll make you stand

I need just one more line

I need you to stand

And it all keeps comin' out into the light

You never seemed so cruel

It's just a question of time

We used a war machine

Now it burns out your spine

You don't prove your worth

You just make it obscene

Yeah it ain't no crime to blow your mind

If it feels to you like a never ending dream