[Instrument break]
[Verse 1]
Down in the blinding light
It's getting cold
I've been worn out by the night
But I can't let go
The sounds in my ears exclaim
I've been here too long
The freedom hard to maintain
I should be gone
[Refrain]
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
[Verse 2]
They're paying your rent
They're feeding your kids
But it's taking much more
Than pleasing your needs
Saw water rising
On a beautiful day
A flood only washing the ones away
Who were lying in the sun
And you're still where you begun
[Refrain]
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
Long have I waited here
For nothing to come
The sequence of twisted turns
That can't be undone
[Outro]
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
But you hurt yourself trying
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
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