The secret of my complaints Reflected in the storyline, my friend It's almost inappropriate And history repeats itself
I place it in a sentence I seek it and I re-descend Just want to get to know the cost, my loss, Get off so we can finally speak again
And countless sheep redirected on a leash And I can't sleep when there's a ceiling over me What do I see? Did you expect me to believe? When I can't breathe in your generous company?
Impatiently we stay calm Defeated but we keep it up Just want get to know the cost, my loss, So we can finally speak again
And countless sheep redirected on a leash And I can't sleep when there's a ceiling over me What do I see? Did you expect me to believe When I can't breathe in your generous company?