The Pathétique - Bottles [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by Ricky Wilson]

Go slow

You hook me
But there's no pull
I get angry when you try to go

Just calm down, darlin'
I've got you now
A love song is nothing to cry about

Your time is nearing, dear
The outcome up in the air
Put your wounds in a sling
I'll do my best to tie the string

Go slow

I took you and spun you like a top
I wound you up around a clock

No hooks are of need
I'll hand on willingly
No hooks are of need
I'll hand on endlessly

Trust me, trust me, trust me...

You can't keep chasing me
Capture me and release

It was never my conviction to
It was never my conviction

You can't keep chasing me
Capture me and release

It was never my conviction to go
It was never my conviction

It was never my conviction to

Go slow

You hook me, you hook me

Like a puppet
Not my intention

You can't keep chasing me
Capture me and release

Your time is nearing dear
Your time is is here

Go