Fanmail - Pulp Fiction lyrics

rate me

laying on the floor

i've been here once before

and i'm not proud of it

misery comes today

it's coming back my way

and i want it to leave me

doubtful you are the people

where your anger run your sleep

fate of those whos feet are slipping

or to those whos eyes

or to those whos eyes have seen

to him the strength belongs

the weak attempt his arms

and show me my offence

so look away from me

becuase i can hardly see

im hiding nothing

doubtful you are the people

where your anger run your sleep

fate of those whos feet are slipping

or to those whos eyes

or to those whos eyes have seen

doubtful you are the people

when your anger run your sleep

fate of those whos feet are slipping

or to those whos eyes

or to those whos eyes have seen