Hundredweight – Easyworld – letras

I wearYou downI walk into the roomAnd it gets much colderEach limbA tonThen my hundredweight headAnd I sink through the carpetI am sunkSo lowWhat’s the matter with youYou wear your Monday morning faceI knowYou think I’m a waste of your timeHelloI’m no-one you’d want to meetI grind you downI walk into the roomAnd it gets muchDarkerEach limbA tonThen my hundredweight headAnd I sink through the carpetI am Sunk, So lowWhat’s the matter with youYou wear your Monday morning faceI knowYou think I’m a waste of your timeHelloI’m no-one you’d want to meet low