They're all the same, assimilated And here am I born of a lost cause The underdog, an alien in drag, dying So who's to say there's any shame in being alone when the dogs are outside In packs of ten, their muzzles removed, biting I tried to save my inner sanctum While all around were still playing with fire The fact remains I've never been moved to sell myself I don't want to be another face in a window Seeing life through a screen, bathed in a warm glow Fade like so ... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
