Текст: Wonderwall. Appletree.

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I'm sittin' on my windowsill and looking through the pane
you broke my heart oh mamma no you cannot teach me a different soul
I won't believe in your God of course I see these clouds above
but that's not God,
that's not the Lord

and the smoke of my cigarette got into my eyes
and now I feel like I'm gonna cry
and all you guys laugh at me but I don't feel
like I am just a child,
just a child

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

and break my apple in two pieces or three
imagine the world is just an apple tree
and live your life and be careful 'cause
harvest time is your death don't
fall

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

you're laughin' but you wanna cry your coolness hey, is just a lie
you're venerable too it's the price you have to pay
look in the mirror before you try to fly
you have no wings come on be reasonable guy
don't try

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

and break my apple in two pieces or three
imagine the world is just an apple tree
and live your life and be careful 'cause
harvest time is your death don't
fall


and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

your blood is runnin' through my head
then my temples then my bed
drowsy eyes and big composure
your cut throat spits a red clear tincture
full of love and full of greed
I cannot sleep
I cannot sleep

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a
give a damn

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

and break my apple in two pieces or three
imagine the world is just an apple tree
and live your life and be careful 'cause
harvest time is your death don't
fall

and I don't give a damn
yes I don't give a damn
don't give a damn

and I fall
I fall
I fall