You are sure because you are pure I stand and I wave at the dots on the shore Trying to reach out to a few dozen more May as well bash out my brains a bit more
You know because you always know You talk to God by fax and by telephone Bitterness makes you a person Lucky for you that you're right for certain
I fail, I fail, I fail
I am wrong even in this song I've been up all night flying kites in a vacuum Only smashing things trying to make sense Of the past and the present and the future and all of the restTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.