Motor motel

God in the rain

Motor motel
Where can i have any small fun
When i'm part of this squalid class?
Where can i be someone like you
When i just need it: the next dose?

When all is broken
A half rum bottle
When all is broken
And you don't feel my shoulders

Try to explain the nature of the pain
Look at the god that begs in the rain

Where can i be more than a tramp
When i’m crawling for your crumbs?
Where can i be someone like you
Well, i just need it: the next dose!!!

When all is broken
A half rum bottle
When all is broken
And you don't feel my shoulders

Try to explain the nature of the pain
Look at the god that begs in the rain
Try to explain the nature of the game
Look at my life, man, i spit in your plate!

The sunshine i cannot feel it
In my life how much i’ve bleeding
And now i just see gray
Drowning is all that i have made
No place to call my home
If living is one, dying is two favors
Stay out like a beholder
But you don't feel the load in my shoulders

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