I know youâre everything
Well, I know those tales you told
I smell them in the breeze
With every midnight break
I make you beg me please
I let my soul escape
Well I let my blood run cold
So that my nerves would freeze
Whatever it would take
To set my heart at ease
One little wrong got so complicated
That little wrong became the roots of hatred
Roots of hatred, roots of hatred, had me fallinâ
Fallinâ apart, hatinâ, hatinâ with all of my heart
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
A secret hiding place
You said thereâs buried gold
Under roots of all those trees
Whatever I must face
Iâll set my heart at ease
One little wrong got so complicated
That little wrong became the roots of hatred
Roots of hatred, roots of hatred, had me fallinâ
Fallinâ apart, hatinâ, hatinâ with all of my heart
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, oh
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- Dirty Punk, Vol.3
- Live At the Old Waldorf, San Francisco. 1 January 1978
- Live FM Radio Broadcast Concert - City Hall Plaza San...
- The Best of... Punk
- Punk! 30th Anniversary
- 101 Punk & New Wave Anthems
- Le 100 Hit di tutti i tempi
- Deejay Story 2
- Halloween Party (iTunes Italy Exclusive)
- Wonderful Christmas
- American Pop Treasures