(from "Dallas Buyers Club" soundtrack)
I have never had a devastating loss
Watch over me, when my bell rings
I would rather be lucky than smart
Blow me a rode so I can blow rings
I'm exhausted by romance
I was lost in the languages
Guardian angel what do you see?
I have tripped on all your signs
I would rather give blood than make art
Your so mysterious when your light shines
I'm exhausted by romance
I was lost in the languages
I'm exhausted by romance
I was lost I was lost in the languages
I'm exhausted by romance
Teachers, teachers for twenty odd years
My head balloned you tried to pierce my ears
Preachers, preachers send them in so well
They can't compare, to the women I sells
I'm exhausted by romance
I was lost in the languages
I'm exhasted by romance
I was lost, I was lost in the languages
I'm exhausted by romance
I'm exhausted by romance
I'm exhausted by romance
I'm exhausted by romance
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