Anchorwoman: "Welcome back, now we take you downtown to a situation that is unfolding. A men is standing at the top of a building. We have our reporter live on the scene, please tell us what is happening!"
Reporter: "Yes, we are here flying over a building where an elegantly dressed man is standing on the ledge. We still don't know the causes but policemen and firemen are on the way to the scene and... wait, wait! Something strange is happening now: he is sitting!"
Lit by the world outside me like never before They’re just waiting for more, morbidly Tonight I’ll be here with thoughts unclear Taking a journey with me Retracing my whole life of misery
All the choices I have made And all the ones that I’ve delayed Are tormenting me Like a ghost that I am still feeding I wish I had the courage to lose myself and fall
I sat down on a ledge in my hometown That will condemn me or forgive me I’m at a crossroads, where is my way out? To live in regrets or die to make amends?
Eyes on me, I’m the freak Can you see me, my beloved? On your TV screens, there’s just what you all created Drop by drop and step after step walking over me
Suddenly sounds became much duller As I am diving in the depths of memory Will I find the answers to it all? Will I rescue myself? I was asking just for one more possibility But every god seems to be deaf to me
Fasten my seatbelt and close my eyes Journey will begin in a moment Bite the bullet and you’ll slowly understand the reason
I sat down on a ledge in my hometown That will condemn me or forgive me I’m at a crossroads, where is my way out? To live in regrets and fall to pieces Or die as a sinner and make my amends? The answers are here or thirty floors awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
