Place To Hide

(S. Blood)

I look around and I can tell
This whole damn place has gone to hell
Newspapers collecting on my doorstep

Whoa baby baby I need a place to hide
Don’t need your money, just need a place to hide

Oh I was thinkin’ I could do this on my own
I’m weak like a child since you have flown, yeah
I haven’t changed since I can remember

Whoa baby baby I need a place to hide
Don’t need your money, just need a place to hide

Know the when, know the why, keep your gun powder dry, cuz it’s a lie like the 4th of July

I know, oh I know this gonna die

The withered rose is an emblem of the death of even perfect love
I know that nothing lasts forever

Whoa baby baby I need a place to hide
Don’t need your money, just need a place to hide
Don’t need your money, just need a place to hide

© 2015 Sad Bunny Music ASCAP

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