I don't wanna be myself Yeah, baby I just wanna run You gotta breathe you bastard, breathe Whoa yea, breathe you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun, ohh Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun This tear of God I shot the sun, baby I don't wanna be myself Well, baby I just wanna run, ohh You gotta breathe you bastard, breathe Whoa yea, breathe, you bastard, breathe Straight into the sun Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego I shot the sun, ohh, yea yea yea yea This tear of God, this tear of God I shot the sun baby, ohh This tear of God A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me A fact of life for all to see That every heart's a part of me Whoa whoa yea yea whoa yea Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego And I shot the sun And I shot the sun And I shot the sun, baby And I shot the sun, ohh yea Ohh yea, I shot the sun, whoa Breathe you bastard, breathe Fifty five thousand flowers for the hero Scattered at his feet to satisfy his ego © SCREENCHOICE LTD; TAYMINSTER LTD; PEARL WHITE MUSIC; EMI BLACKWOOD MUSIC INC.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com