Sunday Driver - Trip

Текст песни

You’re fooling no one just
Standing there
Everyone sees you but
No one cares
You think you’re stronger than I am
Can you last longer than I can???
You think you’re stronger than I am
We’ll see…
What ways you break on me?
What kind of ecstasy?
Could be the trip of my century
Come here and gather all around
For all to see
And they sing circles in the snow
Wait for me
This is my closing story
My never open glory
Don’t call it madness
Call it desperation
What ways you break on me?
What kind of ecstasy?
What ways you break… break… break… on me???
…you break on me???
…you break on me???
…you break on me???
You think you’re stronger than I am
Can you last longer than I can???
You think you’re stronger than I am
Can you last longer than I can???
You think you’re stronger than I am
Can you last longer than I can???
You think you’re stronger than I am
Can you last longer than I can???