الأغاني:
Drag On Rain

words. I should have known then Now I don't have the will to drag this on and on on and on... If I was who I thought I was Then maybe we'd stay

fell down a sewer with my sister's ID [talking] Yes, it's raining on prom night. Oh my darling, what can I do? I miss you. It's raining real rain from

Lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain And I pray good Lord send more blinding sheets of rain

because she's got that torment to a fine art smart like a foxy and craf-ty-as-a-cat i'm looking up as i'm lying on my back bite the beast if i want

When they come to take you down When they bring that wagon around When they come to call on you And drag your poor body down Just one thing I ask of

what I gave Which only made me worse I had to have my way Which was bleak and gray, oh dear Living in here One hundred years of rain Such a drag This

doo hmm Oh doo doo doo doo I prayed heaven today Would bring its hammer down on me And pound you out of my head I can't think with you in it I dragged

every street that we walk down Belongs to the house where my father died Where prisoners march in luck step with each other Reavers test the limit of their reign Dragging

Anyway I don't know why I'm sad For my fan club Waiting for an autograph Well you must be mad Standing in the pissing rain Must be a drag If that's