Mansun
South Of The Painted Hall
Infinite moments of calm in our lifeWhat a wasteOur defining moments fade awayIt was easy to navigate the windWhen everything was coolI'll know I'm drunk when the truth's spurting outAnd our truth is disguised as a jokeLike the one about the dying ember(Where the looks are worth a thousand rumours)My voice can be disguisedBut my face can't lieThere's no antidote to save meWhen I'm drunkMy failures lie, not in falling downbut not getting upAll our great achievements put to better useLike the wise man mistakenBut the fool, he can often be rightI know I'm drunk when the truth's spurting outAnd our truth is disguised as a jokeLike the one about the dying ember(Where the looks are worth a thousand rumours)My voice can be disguisedSongtexteBut my face can't lieThere's no antidote to save meWhen i'm drunkYeah, my voice can be disguisedI'll break off all contactNo signals, so I hope I don't offend youEven in summer the days are like winter so blandThoughts do not fear to abandon theirPeople they differ in life not in deathSo the higher you climbThe longer you fallMy voice can be disguisedBut my face can't lieThere's no signal I can find
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