Where can memories take me
How horrible they can make me
Seeing over freezing
puffing and wheezing
we all know
whenwe`ve acted low
can feel it from below
the belts that life can hold
CHORUS:
And the pains overrated
composed,
well I don`t know `bout you
And the chains,
so serrated
and to proof
Well I don`t know do you?
Will I ever loose
these old catholic blues
that direct my shoes
Give me the strenght to choose
I feel hollow
the fear won`t grow
if I show
If is where it goes
But I don`t know
CHORUS
Everything you make me
I take it on carefully
Blame it on to lift me
Your conscience slipping
What you gonna give me
What you gonna give me...?
Ooooooooooooh,
Work I have to get though (x5)
CHORUS
Evything you gave me
I take it on carefully
Paid it off to lift me
Your thoughts slippery
What you gonna give me
What you gonna give me?