Bring My Family Back Letra |
Artista: Faithless
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Bring My Family Back letra de Faithless lyrics
| i'm on lonely street age nearly three |
| recently mama's crying all the time |
| is it because of me or my younger sister, |
| even dad was weeping when he kissed her. |
| face all puffy like a blister, |
| crying like he missed her. |
| since we moved away from the house, |
| where we used to play. |
| they say i'll understand on day but i doubt it, |
| mama never say nothing about it. |
| how'd it get to be so crowded. |
| i found it a strain, everywhere i look i see pain. |
| and i can't escape the feeling, |
| maybe i'm to blame. so i strain to listen, |
| praying for a decision, wishing they where kissing. |
| this feels like extradition or exile, |
| mama finds it hard to smile |
| so i make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style. |
| she says child i'm working so there's nothing you lack. |
| but she know i want my dad i want my family back. |
| I'm on lonely street, age forty three. |
| couldn't gauge when to quit so my wife quit me. |
| took offense, took the kids, |
| i wish that was the end. |
| but before she took her leave |
| she took care of my best friend. |
| working all the hours. |
| god send was not the tactic |
| you see, because after ten years i'm |
| (??). wanted to make the cash |
| quick so i had to work real late. |
| bad se*, my woman's vex, even if i stay awake. |
| and if i'm honest, i had a little cake at the office. |
| i was eating. we'd do our cheating over coffees, |
| making tea for the bosses. |
| making free with me, |
| and i agree i got sleazy too easily. |
| but i'm forty three, |
| this doesn't usually happen to me. |
| now i'm lonely, |
| i wonder what my son's doing today. |
| suddenly i'm blinking like the screen |
| on my computer display. |
| and i'm drinking. |
| concerned about what's down the track |
| if i don't get my family back. |
| I want my family back |
| I'm on lonely street, number fifty three. |
| boarded up property, |
| i'll probably get pulled down. |
| litter all around inside there's |
| no sound and no light. |
| but yo it gets busy at night, people creeping. |
| derelicts sneaking to fix. speaking. |
| on the way my timbers creaking, |
| roof leaking. and bricks coming loose, |
| knee high in refuse. |
| but even though i'm a slum, |
| i'm still of some use. |
| there was a time when my walls where decorated. |
| and under my roof children where educated. |
| but now paint's faded, windows are all smashed, |
| a crash in the economy robbed me of my family. |
| and no strategy, combats negative equity, |
| so that's it. like violence it's drastic. |
| i'm freaking, and seeking to be |
| more than just a house for crack. |
| somebody bring my family back: reverence |
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