Will you make some courage From that old recycled language we had known? 'Cause then we called it dreaming Now I see it's more like breathing through a hose The false alarms have held us by our necks The names have changed like all our sense
Only I would like to see you with a smile I know it hurts you enough 'Cause we're deceiving no one but ourselves The beasts are hanging buy a thread
This life ain't bad enough any more This stuff just pulls me down to the floor I know I'm here to be someone But I can't afford to fill your numbers
You don't feel the same you tell me
This life ain't bad enough any more This stuff just pulls me down to the floor I know I'm here to be someone But I can't afford to fill your numbers