Someday - it is one day to late | |
I`m so tired by your lies - and all the promises you break | |
I`m so tired out, so inspired by your fake | |
Inspired by your fake | |
Sometimes we are walking through an empty space | |
Where we spread with some sorrow - and we cry so afraid | |
But again and again we pray for a little scuttle | |
Like the birds in the sun - til the mouth of a gun ... | |
Someday - it is one day to late ... | |
... And I`ll never wake |