Из альбома: Moodswings / The Gentle Art of Choking
You're breaking down inside
You're breaking down inside
It's just a matter of time
and you're wasting mine
you're spitting at the sky
you're spitting at the sky
'cos it's really not you
but what else can you do?
Springtime pulls you away
and there's nothing left here to say
They're trying to tell you
They're trying to tell you
What you always knew
Yeah you knew right from the start
you have to keep your throne?
you have to keep your throne?
and now you're all alone
yeah you're all alone
Your concience smacks you down
but the time has gone for now
your conscience kills you again
and there's no-one left here to blame
there's no-one to blame
they're trying to drag you down
and they're trying to drag you down
Springtime drags you away
and there's nothing left here to say
Springtime pulls you away
cos there ain't much more i can take
Fuck you!
Ahhhhhhh
ahhhhhhhhhhh