His heart was in desperate need of a nail If only for one brief moment I caught a glimpse But you are his brother But you are his brother
Every leap year it's always the same He's hiding amongst all the mourners I saw his face But you are his brother But you are his brother
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why Can you tell me why I got no remorse
The lights went out as he walked through the marsh Kicking the gas lamp over Is that his face But you are his brother But you are his brother
Cowering silhouette on the wall Lying away his murder His double face But you are his brother But you are his brother
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why Can you tell me why I got no remorse
That's him in the ox-colored boots Making his rounds He's the one selling wilted bouquets At the foot and for as long
Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why Can you tell me why Falling down, but I just don't feel a thing But I just don't feel a thing, I don't know why Can you tell me why I got no remorseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
