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