Peaches From Spain Songtext
von Serafin

Hang me up and put me on the wall
With glass eyes I′m sure I'd look alright
Cut me up and make me into shoes
At least I get to walk beyond these walls
You can′t make me feel, you can't make me feel when I'm dead
You can′t make me feel, you can′t make me feel when I'm dead
Take my milk and put it in my mouth
At least you get to taste what I′m about
Take my kids and never let them out
'Cos I′m no good except to feed your mouth
You can't make me feel, you can′t make me feel when I'm dead


You can't make me feel, you can′t make me feel when I′m dead
Why won't you leave me here, I′m sure I'd be alright
I wouldn′t hurt your anything, I know what isn't mine
You can′t make me feel, you can't make me feel when I'm dead
You can′t make me feel, you can′t make me feel when I'm dead
Why won′t you leave me here, I'm sure I′d be alright
I wouldn't hurt your anything and I know what isn′t mine
Who could I be?
Who could I be?
Who could I be?
Who could I be?