Cold In panic
Keep me away from this
In this damp air
There is ignorance in bliss
Have you ever seen when the stars go out
And it blackens the scenery
No way around it
I'm sorry I may not amount to much
In secret I'm dirty and
I've chosen to give up
There's something about your motives
They never answer the questions
The ending of all disasters will invoke reform
No way around it
I'm sorry I may not amount to much
In secret I'm dirty and
I've chosen to give up
invoke the progress of a simple mind in a factory
invoke the progress when the stars go out and it blackens the scenery
No way around it
I'm sorry I may not amount to much
In secret I'm dirty and
I've chosen to give up
No way around it x2
I'm sorry I may not amount to much
Cold In panic
Keep me away from this
In this damp air
There is ignorance in bliss
Have you ever seen when the stars go out
And it blackens the scenery