In s***e I weight not.
Closed eyes and empty hands
Your inch is my mile
You know you"re a soft touch
And when your golden children
Grow taller than the buildings
They"ll silence all the sirens and guns
They"ve already won
Closed eyes and empty hands
Your inch is my mile
You know you"re a soft touch
And when your golden children
Grow taller than the buildings
They"ll silence all the sirens and guns
They"ve already won