The Cult

Gone

The Cult

The Cult


So your anger didn't carry you too far
What'd you expect anyway?
There's no patience left, your shattered little self
You haven't got a fucking thing to say

High on your own
Gone motherfucker
Fucking stoned, yeah

Rain on your back, the wind in your face
You're spinnin 'round, going nowhere
Sweet dreams of her, she left you alone
You wasted it this time, my friend

High on your own, yeah
Gone motherfucker
Fucking stoned, yeah

My friends and I used to mess about in the park
We were only 14, yeah
I later understood about my attitude
I never thought I'd get that gone

High on your own, yeah
Gone motherfucker
Fucking stoned, whoa

High, high
Stoned, yeah

Come on nasty person
On your own, yeah

Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérpretes: Ian Robert Astbury (Ian Lindsey) (PPL - I), William Henry Duffy (Billy Duffy) (PPL - I)Publicado em 1994ECAD verificado fonograma #2539555 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM

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