Tekst Utworu

What have I done? What can I do? Lay back in a crimson blur Conversations, me and her Nothing said, no one heard a word A line of vultures wrecked in zigzag Ransacked stooge holding the bag No time to think, I gotta burn and drag What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? Got nothing to lose Dialed up and sliding south Intravenous, nil by mouth My way in is your way out No win, no prize The commissar rejects his demise Inside the insider so full of lies What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? Oh, tell me now What have I done? What can I do? Can we work it out? What's in it for you? I don't want it, I don't need (I don't need) To be anyone other than me (other than me) What you get is what you see What I have done What I can do I've worked it out I've got nothing for you I fight and I survive, I am so alive I got it all worked out I got nothing for you
Writer(s): Paul Woseen, Scott Kingman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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