Paroles de Winter on the weekend

Julia Stone

pochette album Winter on the weekend
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Date de parution : 09/11/2010

Durée : 0:04:4

Style : Singer/Songwriter



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He's a dog
But he's dressed up like a sheep
Got bones all through the backyard
But he likes to drink tea
We play scrabble on the weekend
And he talks about the weather most of the time
I thought my sacred body with him
It would be fine
And i walked into the doorway
He slid across the room
My heart, it started racing
I just didn't know what to do
And he laid me on the floor
And my screams they go unheard
The lady living next door
Well, she's 6 feet under the dirt
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing i can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing i can do

He's a dog
But he's dressed up like a sheep
He's got bones all through the backyard
But he likes to fool me
And i travel through the doorway
I thought i'd be fine
But it's not the way it's gonna go
This time
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing i can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing i can do
And all this time i needed you
And all this time i wanted you
You can't hear me now, can't hear me now
Like you do
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Someone's gonna hurt me, there's nothing i can do
Daddy, why don't you protect me?
Somebody is going to hurt me, there's nothing i, i can do

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