she calls me goliath but I wear the david mask I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now I’d like to believe this nervous will pass All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall
I have become cumbersome to this world I have become cumbersome to my girl
too heavy, too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right today or tonight- cumbersome too rich or too poor, she’s wanting me less, I’m wanting her more cumbersome
i’d like to believe I could reconcile the past resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance but my old stone face can’t seem to break her down she remembers bridges, burns them to the ground.
there is a balance between two worlds one with an arrow and a cross you must decide for yourself between what is won and what is lost regardless of the balance, she’s in your head the dream has become one where regardless of the balance life has become cumbersomeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
