Don't even try reading my mind again It's the second time I've caught you Rummaging around in my head I know what you're after yeah And I've hidden it where you will never look I know you like to remember things that never happened
I don't like driving in this fog I don't like struggling in this web And if I ever wake up As if you'll ever wake up
The people in here are getting hungry again They hunger for something intangible Something even you can't provide It hurts to think that in a hundred years We'll all just be microfiche Our names and the names of our songs Cataloged and filed away
I don't like driving in this fog I don't like struggling in this web And if I ever wake up As if you'll ever wake up
Didn't think I felt so empty Emptiness can feel so good I see the perfect life is the life of a tree Yeah the life of a tree is the life for me But you chop me up for wood Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.