Painted from Memory歌词
Them Crooked Vultures - Elephants
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Painted as monsters,
borracho, cansado.
Do you know what the people say?
Plucked from the garden
of wicked beliefs,
I offer a rose
and smile with harmless teeth.
Then slick back my hair,
You know the devil's in there?
Alone in the garden.
Like lumbering giants
in a shameful parade,
we came to ruin all and
make a rotten trade.
So roll over...
Scattered on the shore,
surely washed away.
Feeling somewhat deserving
of what will be someday.
No I can never stay melancholy,
I've the memory of your face.
No I can never stay melancholy for long...
until I move on.
We're unwanted strangers,
exploited and dangerous,
unable to hide or even dream of it.
Como estas?
parting the seas,