Текст песни Cup - Noah Floersch
If
ever
I
wrote
a
line
crying
for
help
It's
probably
best
if
it's
kept
to
myself
Cuz
everyone's
got
themselves
personal
hells
So
why
would
I
burden
them
with
something
else
But
give
me
your
cup
And
I'll
drink
it
all
down,
down,
down
The
five
and
dime
down
on
ninth
went
up
in
flames
The
people
were
looking
for
something
to
blame
They
called
a
big
meeting
but
nobody
came
So
they
packed
up
their
chairs
and
they
went
on
their
way
All
that
to
say
Hell,
I'd
burn
down
for
you
every
day
And
I'd
burn
so
bright
you'd
look
away
But
I'd
burn
down
for
you
every
day
If
was
smart
I
would
start
saving
my
change
So
one
day
I'll
buy
a
big
house
on
a
lake
And
I'd
pour
you
the
coffee
each
morning
you
wake
And
we
sit
on
the
porch
by
the
shore
and
you'd
say
Give
me
your
cup
And
I'll
drink
it
all
down,
down,
down

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