Maybe I won’t find you White ribbon tied around your arms But you don’t leave anything left to chance With your bloody hands
Slipping through the curfew Throw your back out with the weight You, couldn’t Sit back, feet up, wait Leave unopened doors
Sun repeat your cycle The morning brings relief to some Stop your voice Disappearing so fast Never touch the ground
The city but a shadow The birds have come to build their roost You could light me a fat cigar And I’ll probably choke
Father are you lonely? The kids have got a lot to bear He tried to wrap you up so tight Like a hungry man
My name is not important I did what someone else can do So step aside son this time I am never done
Man, where do you come from? Are all the men so strong? Muscles in the tip o their tongues Guns and amazonian mums
I’m over all the bare lots Do we always have to be so square? I dream a million lego engineers Stacking paradise
Maybe I won’t find you White ribbon tied around your arms But you don’t leave anything left to chance With your bloody handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
