Rocking Chair - Jack White's Sound | Текст песни

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Sitting at one place can be the reason for
A spit on the ceiling, or at least on the floor
I just don't think about it, I can open the door
I should make a first step to realize I have no place to
Cover the walls with ideas of mine
I can see myself drawing an unpredictable line
Even beating faces somebodie's or mine
Won't make me more normal, that's futile, but you can try

Holes in the skull help the world get inside
It's not the way of invasion, it's the way of destroying my
Mind of a moron can develop a scheme
To escape from the hands of this unjustified freedom
Cause I wanna be starving, cause I dont wanna be sick
I'm at the top of the foodchain and that's all what I think
In the open window I see garbage to sell
People don't pucker up, they just think that it suits them well

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