Из альбома: No. 4
I got you
But it's the craving for the good life
That sees me through troubled times
When the mind begins to wander to the spoon
And i got you
Because your there to bend and nurture me through these
Troubled times
'cause the fix begins to twist my troubled mind
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And i got you to paint the roses on my grave
And i got you
I got you
But it's the feeling that i get when your away
Twist my mind 'cause i'm all alone and cold, gone i feel like dyin'
And i got you to fill the craving that i get inside my mind
When you're there to fill the space i have inside, i feel like crying
And i got you to paint the sorrow on my day
And i got you to paint the roses on my grave
And i got you
All the slippin' that i slap me
I got you, i got you
All the slippin' that i slap me