House Of Smoke And Mirrors
There's a house
There's the doorway
Been locked out
The lights are out anyway
At loosly recondition
To be just so refined
And last grasp at the life worth living
In these standard shoes and what's left of my lines
And you can see right through me(x3)
Yeah...
I been thinkin'
Why don't we get out of here
Tonight
Get in the car
And just start driving
Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke...right
I've fallen asleep again
And I when I wake up you won't be here
Don't you think I don't know why
I've been asleep for years
And you can see right through me(x3)
Yeah...
Czasy glebokiego PRL-u, wieczorna pora, czlowiek slyszy pukanie do drzwi:
- Kto tam?!
- Harcerze!
- Nie wierze!
- Otwieraj chamie, ZOMO nigdy nie klamie!
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