I can see the people of night As I am standing near the light Pain control and a sip of booze I will wait till the minute I choose
So I wait and the cigarette is lit Red glow on my right hand finger tips Smell of burn and a bitter twist I sip again and drown in mist
Zone out, zone out in drowsiness Entrance on my shaded holiness Find the ways to find me desired Find the ways to dismiss others hired
I came from the people of night They have sent me to ask 'bout life Haven't they grasped the saying of grass Being greener on the other side?
Now, looking from the other side I work towards the moment of choice Should the starving demons feed Or should I feed upon their meat...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
