We've all been removed in one
way or another.
We don't know our families,
we don't need our brothers.
Pushing the needle too far
Pushing the needle too far
If you wake up in the morning,
grey dawn,
with a prayer on your breath,
maybe you lost something precious,
god'll save you, from losing
yourself.
I think I know what's wrong.
I think I know what's wrong.
The queen who closed the door
the family that lies
people who turn the cat that
has died
a boy that od's a girl with
a gun
the world on its knees and
a band on the run
I think I know what's wrong
Pushing the needle too far.
Marco Giunco |
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