Mole
Lyrics
Every time when I sit here
I can't hold my thoughts free and clear
Drift away in a different world
Complete blank feel so cold
Get lost in my own sphere
Whiskey gold, but it's all just a lie
Two fingers deep nearer insanity
But I must love it, 'cause it has to be
Set a foot in the trap - bury myself, but never missed the track
It never felt lame - to die a little bit and do it again
Sneaking around like a mole
Blindfolded digging for my own
But inside I'm also like a mule
Just a stubborn stupid lurking fool
Set a foot in the trap - bury myself, but never missed the track
It never felt lame - to die a little bit and do it again
Set a foot in the trap - bury myself, but never missed the track
It never felt lame - to die a little bit and do it again
Don't you try to
To stop me, crawl around you
All the things I've said
Can't you see, I've lost my mind
It never gets lame
To flee from the stable doing the same
Drift into the void
Then wake up with the head in the sink
Set a foot in the trap - bury myself, but never missed the track
It never felt lame - to die a little bit and do it again
Set a foot in the trap - bury myself, but never missed the track
It never felt lame - to die a little bit again
Writer(s): Roland Grillberger
Copyright(s): Lyrics © SAMOVAR GROOVATHON MUSIC, O/B/O DistroKid
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