Artist: Foo Fighters
Somethin neveres, never leads to nuthin
Nothin satisfies, but Im gettin close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
When ites around, and its takin away
Leaves me with the feelin that I fear the most
Feel ite to life when I see your ghost
Calm down, dont you resist
Your such a delicate rist
Somethin to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there,
To give it just what it need
One by one, hidden up my sleeve
One by one, hidden up my sleeve
Hey, dont let it go to waste
I love it but, I hate that taste
Weight keeping me down
Will I find the believer
Over and over, down on my knees
If I get any closer,
On and on, Ive got nuthin to hide
On and on Ive got nuthin to hide
Hey, dont let it go to waste
I love it but, I hate that taste
Weight pinning me down
... the same as
Done, done; on to the next one
Done, done, and Im on to the next one
Done, done, and Im on to the next one
Done, done, and Im on to the next one
Done, done, and Im on to the next one
Done, done, and Im on the next one
Done, Im done, and Im on to the next
Done, done; on the next one
Done, Im done; Im on to the next one
Chorus
Done, done; on the next one
Done, Im done; Im on to the nex
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