He will leave through the door in which he came Head bowed in shame, he gets the blame Though the fight for his innocence was strong His unsung song was sung so wrong
And so he hides, in the heat of the city Staring out the open window, he just cries As days pass by, he’s not eager to greet them But his hope’s the only tonic that still drives
The days are lonely and the nights are desolate Hanging out upon the wire Aiming to escape from this pretend Babylon But it’s much too late, another life he must create
He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied – woah Living alone with his bottle and his doom In the abyss of eternal desire
Travelled down the roads signalled “danger up ahead” They lead him right in to disaster Now the mortal soul isn’t going anywhere Cuz he’s much too late and now oblivion is all that awaits
He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied – woah Living alone with his bottle and his doom In the abyss of eternal desire
He’s alone in the dark Life is drifting on and on Pieces are scattered everywhere There’s no absolution
Yes, he’s much too late Like very man He must bear his own fate
He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied – woah Living alone with his bottle and his doom But it’s much too late
He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied – woah Living alone with his bottle and his doom In the abyss of eternal desire
He is a man of sorrow Unoccupied, dissatisfied – woah Living alone with his bottle and his doom Now you know, he’s a man of sorrow
He will leave through the door in which he came And so he hides in the heart of the city Staring out the open window, he just criesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
