Well look at all those fancy clothes But these could keep us warm Just like those. And what about your soul Is it cold Is it straight from the mould And ready to be sold.
And cars and phones and diamond rings Bling, bling Those are only removable things And what about your mind Does it shine or Are there things that concern you more Than your time
Gone going Gone everything Gone give a damn Gone be the birds when they don’t want to sing Gone people All awkward with their things Gone
Look at you out to make a deal You try to be appealing but you lose your appeal And what about those shoes you’re in today They’ll do no good On the bridges you burnt along the way
You’re willing to sell anything Gone with your herd Leave your footprints And we’ll shame them with our words
Gone people All careless and consumed Gone Gone going Gone everything Gone give a damn Gone be the birds if they don’t want to sing Gone people All awkward with their things GoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
