Pain Killer (Summer Rain) - Turin Brakes

Batten up the hatches, here comes the cold

I can feel it creeping, it’s making me old

You give me so much love that it blows my brains out

You need something better than the bacon and eggs

The creaking in the walls and the banging in the bed

You give me so much love that it blows my brains out

Summer rain, dripping down your face again

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same

Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle

Leave all this misery behind

My love giving me head, feeling very guilty, breaking the bread

Losing my attention, taking the world on So batten up the hatches, here comes the cold

I can feel it creeping, it’s making me old

You give me so much love that it blows my brains out

Summer rain, dripping down your face again

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same

Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle

Leave all this misery behind

My love, my love, my love, my love oh my love

Summer rain, dripping down your face again

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same

Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle

Leave all this misery behind

Summer rain, dripping down your face again

Summer rain, praying someone feels the same

Take the pain killer, cycle on your bicycle

Leave all this misery behind

Leave all this misery behind

Leave all this misery behind

Leave all this misery behind