A prisoner of my paradox Heaven or Hell Pacing up and down my cage Too soon to tell what a suffocating state to be Working class hereos mean nothing to me I'm a working class zero,i'm chained to the tree of life A dangerous thing to be And now the baby needs to grow But the mother is crazy What lies behind your mask Behind your wave and the smile Your appearance is deceptive,oh sweet crocodile What a fascinating thing,to see Revealing all you secrets,you better beware Revealing all your secrets oh you wouldn't dare reveal yourself to me Would you It must have been like this before But my memory's hazy My memories hazy So i'll stand in line 3 million desperados There's hope for me Oh but for some the story's different They'll stand in line,they'll bide their time Waiting for a sign Counting out the time No more Clever,clever creatures Death in your kiss Playing with the future in innocent bliss What a suffocating state to be But what a fascinating thing to see And he said I know what it's like to be dead I know what it's like to be sad Well she's making you feel like youv'e never been born Never been bornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
