Представляем точный текст композиции "Bringin Home The Rain" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Builders And The Butchers (The) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Bringin Home The Rain» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Builders And The Butchers (The) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Builders And The Butchers (The) - "Bringin Home The Rain"
Lyrics to Bringin Home The Rain : blood-shot your eyes drop and the skins all wearing thin theres no one here to tell you about the depth of the water or the trouble that youre in youre dancin with your demons baby you forgot your former lie and it was hard swimmin once and now youre daily divin in and im bringin home the rain theres no supper on the table and my feet are in the flame im drying out again all your kin have all gone on to fields all bathed in sun and the only things left in your possession is an empty bottle and a gun and the weekends come and go like tides and they soak you to the neck and pretty soon the weekdays are all the same and im bringin home the rain (im bringin home the rain) theres no supper on the table (no supper on the table) and my feet are in the flame im drying out again im bringin home the rain (im bringin home the rain) a babys cryin in a cradle (babys cryin in a cradle) and my feet are in the flame im drying out again evil are the demons that haunt you forgetting what it was that they taught you and now theres no one left to stop you or to catch you when you drop youre evil as the demons that haunt you forgetting what it was that they taught you and now theres no one left to stop you or to catch you when you drop youre evil as the demons that haunt you forgetting what it was that they taught you but now theres no one left to stop you or to catch you when you when you when you when your blood-shot your eyes drop and the skins all wearing thin theres no one here to tell you about the depth of the water or the trouble that youre in youre dancin with your demons baby you forgot your former lie and it was hard swimmin once and now youre daily divin in and im bringin home the rain (im bringin home the rain) theres no supper on the table (no supper on the table) and my feet are in the flame im drying out again im bringin home the rain (im bringin home the rain) a babys cryin in a cradle (babys cryin in a cradle) and my feet are in the flame im drying out again and im bringin home the rain (im bringin home the rain) theres no supper on the table (no supper on the table) and my feet are in the flame oh the ceilings closin in [ Bringin Home The Rain Lyrics ]
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