Клип Fiona Apple - Limp
Клип Fiona Apple - Limp
Fiona Apple Limp
Fiona Apple Limp
Fiona Apple Limp
Текст Песни Fiona Apple - Limp
You wanna make me sick; You wanna lick my wounds, Don't you, baby? You want the badge of honor when you save my hide But you're the one in the way Of the day of doom, baby If you need my shame to reclaim your pride And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry; got off now, baby- It wont be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand You feed the beast I have within me You wave the red flag, baby you make it run run run Standing on the sidelines, waving and grinning You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun And when I think of it, my fingers turn to fists I never did anything to you, man But no matter what I try You'll beat me with your bitter lies So call me crazy, hold me down Make me cry; get off now, baby- It wont be long till you'll be Lying limp in your own hand

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Extraordinary Machine

Limp

O' Sailor

Parting Gift

Sleep To Dream

Shadowboxer

Paper Bag

Criminal

Not About Love

Fast As You Can

Never Is A Promise

Not About Love

Sweet Music

Lady Marmalade

Meet Me Halfway

Sexy Love

What It Is

Million Miles

Let It Flow

Express

Kiss Me Once

Overdose

Cosmic

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2016-10-25