And after all that I own, I have some sort of peace
Next to nothing left
At all
My own
Hard cold cash is all that I'll have
Throw away all that you leave behind.
(In this darkness I find I'm awake. My perspective's changed again. In this darkness I find time's a waste and my perspective's changed again.)
Next to nothing left
At all
My own
Hard cold cash is all that I'll have
Throw away all that you leave behind.
(In this darkness I find I'm awake. My perspective's changed again. In this darkness I find time's a waste and my perspective's changed again.)