Well this stone that I have swallowed Isn't going down so well And this road that I have followed Is leading me to Hell
And you said it didn't matter But I think you're a liar Is this one of your talents That stokes the very fire that burns you Each time you try to live
And the earth will turn below you The pressure is building And something has to give Oh something has to give
And when I build you a steeple You say it's incomplete 'Cause you need the whole cathedral To satisfy the need
And you're like a paper aeroplane That never seems to land Flying blind through anything Straight into the hand that chokes you Each time you try to live
And the earth will turn below you The pressure is building And something has to give Oh something has to give
Well you're like a paper aeroplane That never seems to land Flying blind through anything Straight into the hand
Well you're like a paper aeroplane That never seems to land Flying blind through anything Straight into the hand that chokes you Each time you try to live
And the earth will turn below you The pressure is building The pressure is building The fire that burns you Each time you try to live
And the earth will turn below you The pressure is building And something has to give Something has to give Something has to give Something has to give Something has to give GiveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
