Song | Salvaging |
Artist | Steven Wilson |
Album | Insurgentes |
Robbers appoint at making you trust,you live in a lie, the pain in the dust. | |
God always shouts and you always kick, | |
Through passionless hours. | |
Yeah you make me feel sick. | |
Your secret is taught but the body rejected. | |
Your smile's a question but the end is expected. | |
A truce is obtained, excuses are given. | |
Time to assess, | |
No one knows what you're dreamin'. | |
It's hard to assess, nobody know what you're dreamin'. | |
It's time to assess, no one knows what you're dreamin' |