jueves, 4 de julio de 2024

Beck - Nobody's Fault But My Own - 1998


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  1. When they catch all they wanted from you
    And they find that's all you knew
    Pack your bags from another town
    It's time to move
    I bet you were far to find
    Electrified in all this life
    Now you find that you're almost dying
    And all alone
    How could they be so cruel
    Pointing a finger, throw the book at you
    And who would want to dance with you
    Say it's true, I know it's true
    I know it's true
    Tell me that it's nobody's fault
    Nobody's fault
    But my own
    It's nobody's fault,
    Nobody's fault
    But my own
    When the moon is a counterfeit
    Better find the one that fits,
    Better find the one that lights
    The way for you
    When the road is full of nails
    Darkened jails and garbage pails
    And the paper's full of heartless tales
    Of faceless clowns
    Who would ever be so cruel
    Fall into the residue
    Who would ever dance with you
    Say it's true, I know it's true
    I know it's true
    Tell me that it's nobody's fault
    Nobody's fault
    But my own
    Tell me that it's nobody's fault
    Nobody's fault
    But my own
    Tell me that it's nobody's fault
    Nobody's fault
    But my own
    Tell me that it's nobody's fault
    Nobody's fault
    But my own

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