I really tried to be good But goodness, won't come easy to me You're too good in your own ways In others, you're evil like me
When they call my name, I'm the first to smile I put a few feet wrong on the moral pile When I break the rank, I'm the first to gloat And its a nice trip down In the eye of the rope In the eye of the rope
I put a coin in a cold hand Still I seem to hurt everyone Now, I'm the dud, I'm the short strand I'm the burning wink in the line of a shotgun
You in your tall lighthouse with that broken light I'm gonna suffer on your rocks if it takes all night You're the one clean soul in the back of a church Go on, avert your eyes This is going to hurt This is going to hurt
I went bare-foot out into dirty snow Saw the fires at the black with a sinful glow There's an angry mob all downing pixel fuel Taking blood with a lash from the skin of a fool You can blame it on the web, on the sugar and fat Entertainment is a spin on an urge unwrapped You can try another hammer just to hammer it home But any modern thought Is never alone Is never alone But any modern thought Is never alone Is never alone But any modern thought Is never aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
