Lost-minded

Blues In D
there'll be a owl - 'sleeping on my grave waiting - 'for me to sneak out no i wont shout ill be 'struggling & i wont be saved cause i only feel - 'human vanity all day - 'people around me yea they make howl my 'lonely graveyard-bound soul they're just the slaves - of their appetite they get stoned - on television and they die with self consious insanity but though im - happy with nausea bombs explode - that's all ill ever need to wake me up and write my blues again so thank you - mr president i owe you - the meaning of this song i hope that you'll be glad to sing along Songtexte masters of war - hard 'rain will fall again even the pawns - 'can kill the king at chess you praise your god but he's just your mind thinking aloud Aus Songtexte Mania