מילים לשיר Coming Down – Cult

You dirty hippie girl,your soft lips make me swirl I despise all of your lies I'm not the prodigal son, I'm not the chosen one I'm just a man with good intention. Your horses terrify me, I can't work out why the things you say, are not O.K. I'm not the prodigal son, I'm not the chosen one Why can't you decide, when you chastise me I'm coming down, coming down, you baptise me I don't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud. I'm coming down I'm coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud Your dying flowers stink, they smell like rotten ink, from a poison pen so I wrote on your head Just how deep you'll go, from which you came and don't you know Whoa innocence, your winter's so harsh in your heart I'm coming down, coming down, you baptise me I don't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud. I'm coming down I'm coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown yeah your drug tongue spoken loud Pushin me harder Pushin me harder Pushin me harder I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Your drug tongue's spoken loud.