It's your only need.
Well, it seems to me indeed,
It is only common sense.
This is always how the story ends.
My friend I know, we never met.
This is something I regret.
Does it matter much to me?
For me it tastes bitterly,
Look at all the love you've found,
Lay your body on the ground.
All the questions will remain.
When you walked out the door
You were done with your war.
Life can be a dirty whore
But it could have been much more,
The only shot one single try.
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me it was worth to?
Energy just a wrecked word,
Just a mess, veins stained with dirt,
The central station where the sun keeps going back
Like a heavy rope around your neck.
My friend I know, we never met.
This is something I regret.
Does it matter much to me?
For me it tastes bitterly,
Look at all the love you've found,
Lay your body on the ground.
All the questions will remain.
When you walked out the door
You were done with your war.
Life can be a dirty whore
But it could have been much more,
The only shot one single try.
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me it was worth to die?
When you walked out the door
You were done with your war.
Life can be a dirty whore
But it could have been much more,
The only shot one single try.
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me it was worth to die?
