Everyone comes in and out Staring like a cinema Shut these doors You're wrapped up in a uniform Just a cigarette away From shedding tears
You're screaming for someone to come And pick you up and take the weight... off I can't sleep, it's just too hot I can't sleep and I can't believe...
...just how far it's gone Every day and night How to get along How they could be wrong Wish it could be me
Money's earnt and money's spent The claws have got a hold again You count each step The television therapy Is no attempt at remedy Your needs aren't metTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
