hand in hand with people that hate you
not feeling disgust for disgusting things
looking in the eye of a gentleman's lie
spreading your wings even though you can't flyhope is what we manage to get from thiswasting time with precious discussions
'bout pointless subjects of anyone's choice
swimming miles against dangerous tides
dying lonely after saving their livesmr. big man reads out the instructions
then dies at his desk for everyone's joy
to see the files you need fancier ties
they'll clip your wings just before you can tryoh, what do we manage to get from this?
Composição: Julio Mairena.
