I'm pulling pictures off the wall Watching smiles as they fall Burning houses, breaking mirrors, Throwing bombs at paper doors
I'm in a crowd and all I see Are people that I'll never be They live their lives too carefully Wild horses running free
Been here too long Picking up the pieces Playing other peoples games That never change
'Cause I've been pulling legs off spiders, Walking faster Flying higher than I've ever been before And you can say I'm none the wiser But I'd say, that I'd rather Turn my back and search for something moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
