Songtexte Things Like This - Fury in the Slaughterhouse
I'm
not
looking
for
absolution
For
all
my
sins
or
every
fight
Smells
like
sneak
and
disillusion
And
I
go
out
most
every
night
I'm
not
the
one
here
who's
to
hide
Things
like
this
don't
grow
on
trees,
babe
Things
like
this
don't
come
for
free
Sometimes
the
obvious
is
hard
to
see
Like
raindrops
in
the
stormy
sea
So
won't
you
live
with
me,
on
my
tree?
I
can't
regret
misunderstandings
Not
even
all
the
ones
I've
caused
The
best
conditions
for
crash
landing
So
I'm
not
sure
if
I
can
stay
And
remain
sincerely
yours
Things
like
this
don't
grow
on
trees,
babe
Things
like
this
don't
come
for
free
Sometimes
the
obvious
is
hard
to
see
Like
raindrops
in
the
stormy
sea
So
won't
you
live
with
me,
on
my
tree?
Things
like
this
don't
grow
on
trees,
babe
Things
like
this
don't
come
for
free
Sometimes
the
obvious
is
hard
to
see
Like
raindrops
in
the
stormy
sea
So
won't
you
live
with
me
Won't
you
live
with
me,
on
my
tree?
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