Из альбома: Fat Music, Volume 5: Live Fat, Die Young

Sitting in my corner, I'm not smiling anymore
Search for answers, staring at the wall
Don't even try to tame me, you're not part of any world
Looking through the eyes and notice
There's no window to her soul

All she has is flesh and bones
With no soul to call her own
Sometimes I hear her moan
Cuz she can't take any more
All she has is flesh and bones
With no soul to call her own
Sometimes I hear her moan
Cuz she can't take any more
Cuz she can't take any more!

Walking down the hallway something's pulling at my arm
Pulling harder, then I'm thrown against the wall
I try to pull her down, then she swings and spins away
I know something's wrong, she was fine yesterday

All she has is flesh and bones
With no soul to call her own
Sometimes I hear her moan
Cuz she can't take any more
All she has is flesh and bones
With no soul to call her own
Sometimes I hear her moan
Cuz she can't take any more
Cuz she can't take any more!

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