Losr Art Of Murder – Babyshambles – letras

Could roll a fourCould roll a nineFind yourself washed up in paradiseJust like beforeShe never used to mindI lost my phone in paradiseAnd what a nice day for a murderYou call yourself a killer but the only thing that you’re killing is your timeThere’s nothing absurderA bird is just a burdenTo your heart your soul your body spirit and mindOh dont look at me like thatShe won’t take you backYou said too much, you been too unkindGet up off your backStop smoking thatYou could change your lifeDo you think you’ll change their mindNo light beforeNo light behindSomeone else washed up in paradiseCould roll a fourCould roll a nineFind yourself washed up in paradiseJust like beforeShe never used to mindI lost my phone in paradiseAnd what a nice day for a murderYou call yourself a killer but the only thing that you’re killing is your timeThere’s nothing absurderA bird is just a burdenTo your heart your soul your body spirit and mindOh dont look at me like thatShe won’t take you backYou said too much, you been too unkindGet up off your backStop smoking thatYou could change your lifeDo you think you’ll change their mind