It doesn't really matter what you think of him It couldn't happen to a nicer boy Silver charms, golden opportunities It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter It couldn't happen
Has an obsession, personal security He won a medal working overseas Double vision piling on the agony He's just looking, he's just running / He's just looking, he's just working
For a mirror and blade Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast
Flight arrivals, seven thirty local hours A pretty package from Johannesburg Double-vision piling on the agony / Head spinning, struggle and he realized Still looking, still running
For a mirror and a blade Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast
(guitar solo)
Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired Too tired to see
I heard the sirens, just another casualty He left a message on the bathroom wall He never took those golden opportunities He's not looking, he's not working
For a mirror and a blade Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast (no oh) Seeing double and he's fading fast Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
