Drowning.

What rolls down the windowpane
Could it be heaven’s rain
Don’t you know it’s a shame
Love, I’m drowning

Been from feast to famine
and all points in between
but I’m good for the damage
when you cut me I bleed

What’s beyond the windowpane
Is it just heaven’s stain
Don’t you know it’s a shame
Now I’m rolling

Been from feast to famine
and Maine to Mexico
collecting the damage
gone straight through my soul

Been from feast to famine
and all points in between

Been from feast to famine
and Maine to Mexico
been collecting the damage
gone straight through my soul

What rolls down the windowpane
Could it be heaven’s rain
Don’t you know it’s a shame
Love, I’m drowning

Been from feast to famine
and all points in between
You know I’m good for the damage
When you cut me I bleed
Lanegan

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