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The charade is over now
Still you re trying to hide it somehow
Am I wrong when I say a piece is missing?
Inside is screaming you stay quiet
No one is listening
You re picking up a shell
No one will ever tell
The difference and so the indifference will come

You can t climb out of your empty box alone

Grab your hair but you can t lift yourself up
Still you re telling me to shut up
Don t you get fed up with your own pride?
Realize we re on the same side
You are not the first one
Who lost track of the sun
You can t see that now I know

Don t want to sound superior
but even though I know this is not a cave can t you see the light
I ll walk beside you tonight

Burnt a new hole in my tracksuit today,
Smoking soapbar without an ashtray,
Red hot nylon dripping on my skin,
I ripped the fucker off and threw it in the bin.
Soapbars cheap and so s my clothes,
They ve gotta be because of all the fucking holes.
It tastes like shit and it makes you...

This party isn t working, oh no
Yeah we need to find days like we used to
Living off a shoe string
Never, never knew what the night would bring

Now you look like you ve been up for days
People walk in

Human torch

Turned round 6 o clock and I m feeling sleepy
I don t have to work on Saturday
But I do anyway
Round the corner right on up to the shop
I come creeping, but it don t matter anyway

Chorus:

Chodź,pomaluj mój świat

Piszesz mi w liście, że kiedy pada,
Kiedy nasturcje na deszczu mokną.
Siadasz przy stole wyjmujesz farby,
I kolorowe otwierasz okno...
Trawy i drzewa są takie szare,
Barwy popiołu przybrały nieba.
W ciszy tak cicho szepce zegarek
O czasie, co mi go niepotrzeba......

The undertaker

I am not the one...who will doubt...
I am not the one...
who will lose...
Your steps in the mist...
I am the one...
who lasts forever...
Who lasts forever...

I am not the one...who will blunder!
I am not the one...
who will blunder when...
You wade in...