Tytuł: City sickness

• Wykonawca: Tindersticks
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I'm crawling, I don't know where to or from
   The centre of things from where everything stems
   Is not where I belong
   I have the city sickness, growing inside me
   So this is where I ran for freedom
   Where I may not be free
   Chorus:
   I have these hands beating with love for you
   And you're not here to touch
   Sent you away, what else can I do
   When I need something that much?
   Oh I'm hurting babe, in the city there's no place for love
   It's just used to make people feel better
   That's not like us
   I got this sickness as I got off the train
   Now it chafes away at my heart
   Until nothing remains
   Chorus
   I have these hands beating with love for you
   And you're not here to touch
   Sent you away, what else can I do
   When I need something that much?
   That much
   I'm okay afterwards
   Afterwards lasts for minutes only
   I'm okay during
   You kind of fill up my mind
   It's just that before may last forever
   It's just that before may just fuck my mind
   Chorus