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Sister Morphine

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Reads 2,660
Votes 180
Parts 15
Time 1h 2m

rollingbeatle99

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Un fanfic de The Rolling Stones.
Daylla estará junto a Brian, su novio, durante una dura etapa del músico. Mick amigo de ambos les brindará su apoyo a pesar de sus sentimientos por Daylla. 
"Here I lie in my hospital bed
 Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?
 Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
 Oh, you see that I'm not that strong
 The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears
 Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?
 What am I doing in this place?
 Why does the doctor have no face?
 Oh, I can't crawl across the floor
 Ah, can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm trying to score
 Well it just goes to show
 Things are not what they seem
 Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams
 Oh, can't you see I'm fading fast?
 And that this shot will be my last
 Sweet Cousin Cocaine, lay your cool cool hand on my head
 Ah, come on, Sister Morphine, you better make up my bed
 'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead
 Yeah, and you can sit around, yeah and you can watch all the
 Clean white sheets stained red. "All Rights Reserved

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