Via Fondo - Icicles | Текст песни

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Me and these familiar stairs, step by, what could one expect?
Elevators brings comfort and nothing else.
A thick fog of nothingness filtering the doorways.
As you caress me with eyes half shut it acts.

So i think of you and i feel...
and i do not feel a thing.
So i think...
And i think pardon it's just me, i'm trapped here.
Now we got something in common; disappointment.

"I was a stranger and you did not invite me in.
I needed clothes and you did not cloche me.
I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me."