What a terrible touch Thank you so much Going straight to the pub You haven't some one to rob Eyes are covering lie About your yesterday Light's burning your nerves Pulse is crushing your skull You're trying to find out Music's too loud What was horrible wrong Your shoes are playing ping-pong Feet are going to quit You should find place to sit
Bruises are itching on your face You crossed the line between pathos and grace No money, no safe place to go And hours run, but run too slow You hate your curiosity oh, it breaks you up, it breaks you up
Whistling favorite song You still walk alone Mood has never been fine You thought it was a right sign Waiting for a green light You hold your fist like it's fight Wet leaves on a shoulder Fake smile on a face Who was talking to us? Broken green glass You're moving down to the street Your nose is starting to bleed Dirty thoughts in your head Smell Like you're already dead
Hopelessness goes around your neck And every time you kick it kicks you back No stupid jokes, no time to spend Your humor cheats, your mind pretends This hopeless story won't stop Oh, It breaks you up, Oh, it breaks you...
You punch your luck like there's no any chance But there's one you are waiting for And you'll see you can't carry all the hate of the world You're not exception for anyone
So tell me what you're looking for Everytime you break the law You wonder, how does it feel You're trying to forget Every single day you had You're laughing. What should I say What should I do to cut this frame Regrets will always be the same It's just a waste of time
You punch your luck like there's no any chance But there's one you are waiting for And you'll see you can't carry all the hate of the world You're not exception for anyone