On the cover of a magazine There are 15 ways to blame Or shift responsibility It's easier to believe We're not inheriting our parents' mistakes Today I felt like dying Or calling an old friend In search of consolation You just offer prayer
You can pin every feeling to a scripture Every word to a line of a hymn It's our duty to control and to be controlled You were made to believe it's your place to lay beneath him
Close your eyes and fall asleep so easily at night While I lay awake with flippant thoughts of different ways to die
I can try to avoid ever speaking Stay in bed for my everlasting life Just believe in my soul That it could save me And just float like an angel from the window Or to the ground belowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
