Edwyn Collins
Subsidence
You may find as I have foundThis place is neither safe nor soundThis house of cards will tumble downAs befits a cardboard townYou're lost in the ruins of your mindAs these four walls collide, as your whole world subsidesBut you took it all in your strideAs a matter of course, not a matter of prideSo raise your glass, let's celebrate'Cause we can force those hands of fateNo need to heed the call for greed, for acquisitionNow I ain't puttin' you on, this is my genuine positionYou're lost in the ruins of your mindAs these four walls collide, as your whole life subsidesBut you took it all in your strideAs a matter of course, not a matter of prideHow can I thank you?We're forever in your debtWe'll bite the hand of fate that feeds usMorsels of regretYou're lost in the ruins of your mindAs these four walls collide, as your whole world subsidesBut you took it all in your strideAs a matter of course, not a matter of prideAs a matter of course, not a matter of pride
From Letras Mania