SKUNK ANANSIE - Twisted (Everyday Hurts)
I CRIED ON MY BLOOD DAY
THERE WAS NOTHING THAT I COULD HOLD ON TO
JUST A LINE COULD HAVE HELPED
REMIND ME OF YOU, OF YOU
I SCREAMED TILL THE BLOOD CAME
I WAS LIVING IN A CLOUD OF HOPE
LOVER`S KISS,
THEN THEY MAKE A WISH TO THE END,
THEY PRETEND
CAUSE EVERYDAY HURTS A LITTLE MORE,
AND EVERYDAY HURTS A LITTLE MORE
AND I`LL DO ANYTHING
YES I`LL DO ANYTHING
TO BELONG, TO BE STRONG
TO SAY THERE`S NOTHING WRONG