Trascrizione (en)

I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling and this is how you remind me This is how you remind me of what I really am This is how you remind me of what I really am It's not like you say sorry, a world's written on a different story This time I'm mistaken Full hand and you were hard But break it And I've been wrong I've been down Fit to the bottom of every bottle Two spot words in my head So while we having fun Couldn't cut it as a poor man's team But yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah No more Yeah, yeah