The Wanderer Lyrics by Victoria Carbol
What good is your worry
When what shall pass
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What good is your worry
When what shall pass
Child I know you′re crying
Tracing scars with bitter hands
You would have me burn
You would have me cry
Lock me up, throw away the key
Beat me down and watch me bleed
You said it’s got nothing to do with me
You said you just need some space to breathe
Black leather jacket on my chair
I don’t think about how it got there
You’ve got words for every situation
A wicked smile and golden eyes that gleam