Текст песни Metric - Fortunes

[Intro]Oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh (x2) [Verse 1]Tell me in the morning that you love me, show meOnly if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, ohShe cracked right on the dance floorShe cracked, but I won't Oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh [Verse 2]Tell me in the morning that you miss me, show meOnly if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, ohIt's for your own good, girlYou've been such a good girl, such a good girl Oh, oh, ohOh, oh, oh [Chorus]Stay to soften the blowHand over fistTo drink and to smokeMy blood from a stone I do expect fortunes to fold

Hand over fistTo soften the blowBlood from a stone [Verse 3]Seven in the morning, do you miss me, baby?Only if you got it bad enough, oh, oh, ohIt's four on the West Coast, girl [Verse 4]They tell me it's a magical worldOh, oh, ohIt's a sinister worldOh, oh, ohIt's too late to leave, too late to leaveOh, oh, ohIt's too late to leave, too late to leaveOh, oh, ohIt's too late to leave, too late to leave [Chorus]Stay to soften the blowHand over fistTo drink and to smokeMy blood from a stone I do expect fortunes to foldHand over fistTo soften the blowBlood from a stone
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