"Days Are Getting Shorter" lyrics

"Days Are Getting Shorter"

Crucify me
For all my sins, baby
For all my sins, baby
You deny me
I can't get in, baby
Oh, let me in, baby

Days getting shorter
Eyes closed, smoking weed by the water
I miss my mother
I miss my youth
Days getting shorter
I'm thinking of you by the water
Can't leave these waters
What shall I do?

Crucify me
For all my sins, baby
For all my sins, baby
You deny me
I can't get in, baby
Oh, let me in, baby

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For the day that I'll go
I hope I'll be fine
On my way home
Hope I find
What I'm searching for
Well, I ho-ho-ho-ho-hope
There's a light at the end road

Crucify me
For all my sins, baby
For all my sins, baby
You deny me
I can't get in, baby
Oh, let me in, baby

Would you settle for a medicine
If it numbs the pain when it settles in?
Would you settle for a medicine
If it numbs the pain when you let it in?
Would you settle for

Praying, praying, praying
Hoping, hoping, hoping
Demons I've been slaying
Reefer, I've been smoking
This is my confession
I put it in the open
I know that they will judge me
My heart's out right open
My heart now is open
My heart now is open
My heart now


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