Natasha Bedingfield - Pirate Bones скачать mp3

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what s the point in it
What i the thought was treasure, i could get good at crying crocodile tears Natasha, just a pile o stones
If it s something i stole, just a pile o stones, thirsty in a desert with a bag full of gold
When i m gaining all but i m losing it, what i the thought was treasure, pirate bones

What s the point in it, and if it s true that havin too much of any good thing, if it s too much to hold
Don t wanna end up like pirate bones, where s the benefit
But i d be lying alone, what i the thought was treasure
what i the thought was treasure

It s not worth that much to me, but i d be lying alone
It s not worth having, if i forfeit my soul
It s just not worth the price, it ain t worth having Bedingfield, if it s too much to hold
And i still don t fit, what i thought was precious

just to get along
What if i bend myself so much that i break, to swim in shallow victory is empty
what if i burn so bright that the fire goes out
What s the point in it, what s the point in it, what i thought was precious

it s only a fool s paradise
What s the point in it, you can dig so deep
Pirate bones, could i live with it, if i forfeit my soul
i might have the treasure

If it s too much to hold, if i forfeit my soul