Sitting in the lazy chair, the channels look the same I realize that the roof is stable and start to feel ashamed it`s cold outside but dont ask me the weather`s fine in here ask the man around the corner who lives his life in fear
Two hundred pennies, forty ounces later he`s okay he doesn`t have the pressure to think about the next day but I bet it`s something cold and hard and grey
Complaining and whining all the time I never seem to quit always lying to myself, A shoe that always fits never is a long time and it seems like I`m a clock ticking like a time bomb, someday soon his life will stop
I listen to the radio but nothing good is on my friends are calling up but I`m pretending I`m gone we`re all pieces in a chess game he`s a pawn
I wonder how it turned out like this no one seems to care the scale has tipped me fortunate is this what we call fair? but I`ve never had the mind to know it never had the guts to show it I know one thing, his dream is my nightmare
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