Sting Songtext
von Dutch Uncles

A fading sting, of dealing
And I would come but i′m teething
My faith is humdrum, my wait is over
Hmm, the peeling of fear
A feeling from death
And the paling sting in me
'Cos i′m sure of death
There's no weeping
My faith is humdrum, my wait is over When I found a girl, in pairs
No, I had to see you again
Hmm, the peeling of fear
I'm sure of death
Here′s the bee sting!
My faith is humdrum, my wait is over
When I found a girl, in pairs
No, I had to see you again