Lyrics




Mother's child, should I put this chip under your skin?
Or should I try to change the world we live in?
How can I drain the sickness from the river?
I wish that I could just wipe you from the face forever
Too much time is taken up
Too much time is taken up
Watching people suffer
Now I've got to take these drugs
Said, now I've got to take these drugs
So I don't see it over and over
And again, the devil's had its way with someone
Torn and frayed, desecrates and fascinates us
Some are born with the face of evil tattooed inside
I have no mercy for ya, I just wanna watch you die
Too much time is taken up
Too much time is taken up
Watching people suffer
Now I've got to take these drugs
Said, now I've got to take these drugs
So I don't see it over and over
Aur mujhko gawara hai lekin
Kya karoon, dum nikalta nahi hai
Daal do apne aanchal ka tukda
Meri mayyat pe chaa do
Khuda khush rakhe dil mein dard banake aane wale ko
Samaane bhar ki aath de mujhe tadpaane wale ko
Kabhi kabhi mujhe kuch kuroor par phekne wale ko
Mujhe aur kuch karo
Too much time is taken up
Too much time is taken up
Watching people suffer
Now I've got to take these drugs
Said, now I've got to take these drugs
So I don't see it over and over and over



Writer(s): James Horner Copyright: Touchstone Pictures Music & Songs Inc.



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