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Woorden: Lynch Mob. Rain.

So ya love your money, honey, love the dope
Fill your dreams with a thousand hopes
You know I just don't know what you're looking for, oh
And now's the time, but it's just a little too late

Shy, she was shy
She took a one way ticket on an endless ride
Well, it's on and on
She ain't never comin' down

Right, it's alright
Bein' hungry, child, you know it ain't no crime
Her burnin' fire
Just lookin' for a better way

Oh, but as the time seems to pass her by
And the memories fade away

Rain
As it pours in her world
Rain
Oh, how she weeps without a sound

Smokeless nights, as you're out on your own
When you stop and wonder, if your heart's turned to stone
Then you take a drag of a smoke
And blow your thoughts away

But time and time, as you look around
As to what you see

Rain
As it pours in her world
Rain
Oh, how she weeps without a sound

But she still wants more
Ohh, things will never, never change

Shame, lust
How you walk around with your head above the clouds
Ooh, yeah
And you're never coming down

Rain
As it pours in her world
Rain
Oh, how she weeps without a sound

Rain
As it pours in her world
Rain
Yeah, how she weeps without a sound

Things will never change, never change