Age Of Distrust
Living In A Grave
You know what I`m talking about `cause you´re the one who feels the same you wake up, light a cigarette choke a grin and again starts the game you ask yourself: "What am I doing here? It feels like living in a grave" Again you lose your long lost temper So hard to remember the times you were brave But then - again Believe - in friends Who will - betray Tomorrow - today You`re living in a grave - in a grave Noone`s lost- all are save Delightful caught - in a dark wet cave And the morality of distrust Take your chance before you`re lost One day you´re fed up with what Bothers you from time to time You take your gun shoot your head Your temple`s dressed up by a bloody dime You could twist in your lousy grave When you see your so called friends arrive It`s so silly that the deads are honored And noone cared when you were alive
From Letras Mania