Weatherman

His skin was soft as leather I'm the weatherman No one else more dedicated I'm the weatherman Well, hey kid You got the right But the choice to kill No, Son of Sam Will let you in to turn against Addicted to the love of ourselves I'm the weatherman I

Plus44(+44)-Weatherman So you think you\'ve been through it all But I can\'t help but wonder now Yesterday I found my worst regret I\'ll hide it away so no one ever knows I\'m dying... I\'m trying to leave Let me slip away, I\'m barely holding on Eve