quarta-feira, 2 de dezembro de 2020

Footsteps

 Don't even think about reachin' me, I won't be home

Don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all

I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you


Aah...don't even think about gettin' inside

Voices in me head, ooh, voices

I got scratches, all over my arms

One for each day, since I fell apart

I did...oh, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you


Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you, oh

Pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you


Hey...I did, what I had to do, oh, and if there was a reason

Oh, there wasn't no reason, no

And if, there's something you'd like to do

Just let me continue, to blame you


Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you, oh

Pictures on my chest, it was you, you, oh


(Pearl Jam - Footsteps )

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