Chicago People

Lyrics

Still want just lately, this won't do Too long, still all lost until just lately A hollow moon to keep on starting The weather's fine, it's just what they say Don't I count on an old friend to get the judge out on me? A [??] of too much patience, open arms invitation Get along to gather the notion, I'd rather up on me And still I brought enough this trial to anywhere To all my brotherly up above it I should try not to let it loose this time You're gonna know it Bleeding bleeding bleeding bleeding