Текст (слова) песни: A-Ha - Scoundrel Days

Was that somebody screaming
It wasn`t me for sure
I lift my head up from uneasy pillows
Put my feet on the floor
Cut my wrist on a bad thought
And head for the door
Outside on the pavement
The dark makes no noise
I can feel the sweat on my lips
Leaking into my mouth
I`m heading out for the steep hills
They`re leaving me no choice
And see...as our lives are in the making:
We belive through the lies and the hating
That love goes free

For want of an option
I run the wind `round
I dream pictures of houses burning
Never knowing nothing else to do
With death comes the morning
Unannounced and new
Was it too much to ask for
To pull a little weight
They forgive anything but greatness
These are scoundrel days
And I`m close to calling out their names
As pride hits my face
Woah!
See...as our lives are in the making:
We believe through their lies and the hating
That love goes free through scoundrel days

I reach the edge of town
I`ve got blood in my hair
Their hands touch my body
From everywhere
But I know that I`ve made it
As I run into the air
And see...as our lives are in the making:
We believe through the lies and the hating
That love goes through
Through scoundrel days

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