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Letra de The Debt Collectors

In my dreams they come in to collect I got something that they want And I don't know what it is But you hid it in my luggage Like a needle in a haystack So I'm running like a criminal I'm sneaking round each corner In a phone booth, through a window And the air is cold around me And I'm runnin' For my lifeBorrow beg or steal Everything is real One day you might feel All right againSo I kissed you on the lips You were sleeping Like a racehorse in the evening All that power of motivation And the endless broken omens And I don't know if I love you But I really wanna own you And I've kept you like a secret From the moment that I found youWe can make a deal Everything is real One day I might feel All right againAnd I can write my way out of this pain That's a promise that you made me In a letter that you sent me From Chicago on a freezing day in winter Now I feel a little lighter But it really doesn't matter Cause this love is not obedient And it's got its own agenda And it wants to take me over And it wants to pull you under And it would like nothing better Than to tear us both to pieces And it won't do What it's toldShow me how you feel Everything is real One day it'll be All right againOne day it'll be All right again