Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh God, here it comes again
Here's that memory that breaks my back and when
I figured it out, yeah I thought I'd get by
Here it comes, blacken the sun
Bury me alive
[Pre-Chorus]
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Myself, myself, myself
[Chorus]
Turn around
Throw it all away
Turn around
Until it all breaks down
The fields of falling angels
The fields of falling angels
[Verse 2]
Best friends, that's what we used to say
All the time, it feels like yesterday
Remembering when, when we said goodbye
Still I doubt, I'll ever figure out why
[Pre-Chorus]
Save me from myself
About this track
"Fields" is a song by Sponge from the album Rotting Piñata, released in 1994. The song was written by Jimmy Paluzzi, Joey Mazzola, Mike Cross, Sponge, Tim Cross, Vinnie Dombroski. It was produced by Sponge, Tim Patalan.
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Produced by Sponge, Tim Patalan
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Myself, myself, myself
[Chorus]
Turn around
Throw it all away
Turn around
Until it all breaks down
The fields of falling angels
The fields of falling angels
The fields of falling angels
The fields of falling angels
[Guitar Solo]
[Bridge]
If I die before I wake
It never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake
It never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake
It never ends the sorrow
If I die before I wake
It never ends the sorrow
Yeah
[Outro]
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Myself, myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Save me from myself
Myself, myself, myself
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