《One of My Turns》TXT歌词下载

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Day after day, love turns gray
Liked the skin of a dying man
Night after night, we pretend it's all right
But I have grown older and,
You have grown colder and,
Nothing is very much fun any more.
And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel, cold as a razor blade
tight as a tourniquet
Dry as a funeral drum,
Run to the bedroom, in the suitcase on the left
you'll find my favourite axe
Don't look so frightened
That is just a passing phase
That one of my bad days
Would you like to watch TV?
Or get between the sheets?
Or contemplate the silent freeway?
Would you like something to eat?
Would you like to learn to fly?
Would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
Do you think it's time I stopped?
Why are you running away?