The nights are long, the days are short Overthinking, underthought Without a hand, you lose your touch A mirror would be much too much
Another season springs and falls The writing clearer on the wall You're near enough, almost for life So why the need to run and hide?
‘Cos ideas don't grow on trees So you hide your fears with anti-freeze Today your role is Rent-a-gob But tomorrow you might need a job
The river dries, another drought You've nothing left to sing about And those who've always been in thrall Suddenly don't answer calls
‘Cos loneliness was heaven sent By angels on your own еxpense But solitude lеts you reflect And look down from your own ship, wrecked
We tried to aid, we tried to fight We got rid of the parasites The truth is found in a nutshell – You can't help those who don't want help!
You don't own a word you've spoken, ah You don't own a second of your time
You sneer at those beneath your kind And look at me with disdainful eye I've failed, because I'm not like you… Well, I can be judgemental too
I may well be a nobody You might not see me on TV But I'm out soon as I hit the light… How do you sleep at night?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
