Man Without Country - Closet Addicts Anonymous | Текст песни

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• Man Without Country
• Closet Addicts Anonymous

The language of the household
Is floorboard Morse code
Before me you'll grow old
I'll still be your scapegoat

You mope around the ground floor
Scratching the contours
'Free me', you implore
We're snowbound in cold war

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
I hope that someday you pack your bags and move away

I'm so embarrassed that I carry your name
It's not a contract when your blood's not the same
If there is one thing from you I have gained
I know I'll never grow up to be the man you became

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
I hope that someday you pack your bags and move away

The language of the household
Is floorboard Morse code
Before me you'll grow old
I'll still be your scapegoat

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
There must be some place where the colour does not fade
It would draw me in like a moth to a flame


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