trees and chop down men So we must revise our plan Daylight, daylight Daylight won't find us here Daylight, daylight Daylight won't find us here Daylight, daylight Daylight
Fordítás: Hiba. Napfény.
The road to success is not straight, there's a curve called failure A loop called confusion, speed bumps called friends And red light called enemies,
till They'd have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up And bail me out, a failure out once
I can't go on, deflate the air from both of my lungs Fears, one by one followed me home and became reality I'm a failure, I'm a freak I'm a chip on your
daylight, but darkness prevails All that I've strived for, has ended and failed Nothing remains of my once envied past, A prestigious, pretentious, failure
t boring, and so hard to ignore it Cause any day in this fork, that they callin new york Based on nothin but currents, you can find yourself a failure
baily bases Clouded wasted days illustrate The illusion Imagenery utopic deadline controls Every move to be made Indignant towards gloomy fate Kill the feast of failure Daylights
of light? Day turns to night turns to day A cycle that rules our lives The darkness of night seems distant When the daylight arrives Two steps forward
there tonight, and were gunna stay there till its daylight , and that middle class they do it right, and were gunna stay there till its daylight, cause
Rejoice in the name of failure Deliverance found in pain Live, learn and love Treasure all the colours Even in the thick of night Daylight holds sway
Words and Music by Fred Small Copyright 1994 Pine Barrens Music (BMI) Awake arise all you who slumber Daylight is driving the stars from the sky Every
old wheelchair he sits I flip a coin into the wishing well I stop to wish him well There was hope once for us both as our long division grows failure upon failure
I the orphaned son you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped the ground my father walked upon. My brother and I were a strange mixture, as different as daylight
orphaned son you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped the ground my father walked upon. My brother and I were a strange mixture, as different as daylight
cops till, They?d have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up, Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up, And bail me out, a failure out
, They'd have me in the back of a paddy, down to lock up, Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums would rock up, And bail me out, a failure out once again
I can't go on Deflate the air from both of my lungs Fears one by one Followed me home And became reality I'm a failure I'm a freak I'm a chip on your
