Drink Your Love Songtext
von Shed Seven
Drink Your Love Songtext
The dawn is pure
Shining through my door
And it′s cleansing me for free
Drink your love
Everybody does
And it's medicine for me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can′t supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you're stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you'd stumble
Out of consequence
My honesty
Is my modesty
And it′s my true policy
Drain your head
It′s your only trade
And the pressure's feeling me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can′t supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you're stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you′d stumble
Out of consequence
The night will come
The dark's for everyone
And it′s shading me for free
Drink your love
Everybody does
And it's medicine for me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can't supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you′re stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you′d stumble
Out of consequence
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Shining through my door
And it′s cleansing me for free
Drink your love
Everybody does
And it's medicine for me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can′t supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you're stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you'd stumble
Out of consequence
My honesty
Is my modesty
And it′s my true policy
Drain your head
It′s your only trade
And the pressure's feeling me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can′t supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you're stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you′d stumble
Out of consequence
The night will come
The dark's for everyone
And it′s shading me for free
Drink your love
Everybody does
And it's medicine for me
So please
What can you say?
You know i can't supress
I feel just emptiness
Handed on a tray
If you′re stuck down to your bench
Or sitting on the fence
Well, then you′d stumble
Out of consequence
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa la
Laa laa la la la, la la la, la la la laa
Writer(s): Paul Adrian Banks, Alan Steven Leach, Richard James Witter, Thomas Peter Gladwin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com