I won't waste, this cup of sorrow, but when I cry... my tears aren't shallow
urgent
david aplin
chris hume
kim hunt
vice lords
doc silver
foot in cold water
floyd factor
moxy
lee aaron
hanover fist
wrabit
zon
kid wikkid
futures past
sebastian bach
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Story behind the song
"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy- they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made." The Great Gatsby
Lyrics
Cup Of Sorrow
We’re sitting worlds away tonight, faces mirrored shining bright
But suddenly in walks the light, and it’s not a pretty sight
What kind of love is this, when you turn from my kiss?
What kind of fool are you, still too blind to see the truth…
But when you cry, you cry crocodile tears
When you laugh, the acid eats through my ears
When you say you’ll be back tomorrow
Then I pray into my cup of sorrow
You came along when I was down, picked me up, turned me around
But you played me like a clown, caught a train and then left town
What kind of love is this, when you turn from my kiss?
What kind of fool am I? Stand in line and wonder why…
But when you cry, you cry crocodile tears
When you laugh, the acid eats through my ears
When you say, you’ll be back tomorrow
Then I pray into my cup of sorrow
What kind of love is this, when you turn from my kiss?
What kind of fool am I? Stand in line and wonder why…
What kind of fool are you? Still too blind to see the truth…
But when you cry…