Outside the Wall - Floyd | Текст песни

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So many things I started doing
And so few things I’ve ever done
But now I feel I shall go through it
Or else I’ll stay forever dumb

Chorus
Vanishing soil below my feet
Personal Waterloo I gotta meet
spiritual greed
the best form of moral idiocy

Vanishing soil below my feet
Personal Waterloo I gotta meet
spiritual greed
the best form of idiocy

I’ve never listened to my wisdom
Never heard a word it said
Now I’m surrendered to the whisper
That’s coming out of my head

Chorus
Vanishing soil below my feet
Personal Waterloo I gotta meet
spiritual greed
the best form of moral idiocy

Vanishing soil below my feet
Personal Waterloo I gotta meet
spiritual greed
the best form of idiocy

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