More Pain by Fever in the Bunkhouse
Let us take you back..........waaaaay back.
To the 20th century.
Does anybody remember the 20th Century?
Tracklist
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Lyrics
MORE PAIN
I've always relied on the kindness of strangers
There must be something wrong with my head
You're the kind of girl who's gonna make me crazy
The kind of girl who's gonna see me dead
more pain more pain more pain
I've always tried to steer well clear of danger
I kept to the path always lookin' straight ahead
But you're the kind of girl who's bound to drive me crazy
and I'm bound to drive myself over the edge
more pain more pain more pain
Fed so many lies your eyes no longer shed tears
Spread so many lies now you can't feel no shame
You battled with the the preachers and the teachers in your teenage years
Now you're sick of feeling guilty because the guilt just brings more pain
more pain more pain more pain
I've always tried to abide by the word of Jesus
Always slept with a bible right next to my head
But one night as I was sleeping the devil he came creeping
Whispered in my ear and this is what he said
more pain more pain more pain
Credits
License
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Percolating on the wild frontiers of Sapperton in the New Westminster, far west of the very far west, teetering on the Pacific coast, Fever in the Bunkhouse writes 20th Century blues-ish story-based songs of the New West, a twisted road map for the Recently Young and those about to be.