Little Whites by Charlie
Little Whites lyrics
It�s scary when your mumma cries, from watching your slow decline get faster and stronger, sees you lose all control, you know your pain is killing her. All reasoning�s are gone now it�s not just you, she looks you in the eye and says she just can�t do this much any more, it�s just not right, please give it a try. Little white saviours, I swear to you I don�t need to be saved. Bruised knees, from begging you to let me walk away. Can I do this alone? Little, little, little, little, little whites. Can I do this alone? It�s scary when you�ve got no choice, with the doctors and in your head that voice, telling you you�re unstable but you�re ok, they�re bad for you as he signs away, a little piece of paper that could change your life, a script for a hundred of them little whites. A cold glass of water, they go down fine. At once you�re addicted to the little white saviours. I swear to you I don�t need to be saved. Bruised knees, From begging you to let me walk away. Can I do this alone? Little, little, little, little, little whites. Can I do this alone? It�s scary when you sit in that chair and you plead to him that it is not working. Your lips start to tremble, your chest is tight, your mind isn�t coping with the little whites. He writes on his paper says you need more time, a script for a hundred of them little whites. A cold glass of water they go down fine and you�re still addicted to the little white saviours, I swear to you I don�t need to be saved. Bruised knees, from begging you to let me walk away. Can I do this alone? Little, little, little, little, little whites. Can I do this alone? Can I do this alone? Little, little, little, little, little whites. Can I do this alone?
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