LIO they say you haven't made it Until you got that favor I can't help it hurts me The pen cuts like a razor Too bad if they kick you in the face They draw blood you can put in your pen And you write again Oh what a disappointment, LIO I thought that you would go the distance, my...oh... Anticipation was a little high, oh... You were low, low, low, low, LIO
Symbols spread across the pages I play electric wires I've got rhythms in my head And irons in the fires It don't hurt the process But they did leave a scar on the face of the fighter Who'll fight again Oh what a disappointment, LIO I thought that you would go the distance, my...oh... Anticipation was a little high, oh... You were low, low, low, low, LIO
My world, which lives inside of my head No where else but my head And I'm the one who puts the limitations on it They said you belong in this line over here No thanks, I'm not that weak And the music will speak again Oh what a disappointment, LIO I thought that you would go the distance, my...oh... Anticipation was a little high, oh... You were low, low, low, low, LIO You were low, low, low, low, LIO You were low, low, low, low
Humans walking around in cages We build with our own hands Looking for the turning point that waits outside...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
