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In the night, never to return, and i m breaking bone to feel numb
in the shade where i hung my head
Never to return, and i found myself flat on my back again I'll, to replace the loss of time
And i m leaving this all behind, and i m throwing stones at a glass house, there was no place where i could fit in
So i ran away, in the night
And i m throwing stones at a glass house, there was no place where i could fit in, i dream what i could have become
To start where i left off, i ll be fine
Never to return, i ll be fine, i ll be fine
I ll be fine, and be the better man, but these dreams feel like a waste of my time
Don t worry about me, find me a map so i could fine where i am at
Find me a map so i could fine where i am at, i ll be fine I'll, never to return
i ll be fine
and be the better man
in the shade where i hung my head
never to return
Will this house become a home, i ll be fine, there was no place where i could fit in
and i found myself flat on my back again
To replace the loss of time, to replace the loss of time, i ll be fine
I ll be fine, to start where i left off Raining, in the shade where i hung my head
In the night, and i m breaking bone to feel numb OK, and i found myself flat on my back again
Never to return, and i m throwing stones at a glass house Raining, to start where i left off
And i m leaving this all behind, will this house become a home
I ll be fine, and i m leaving this all behind, i dream what i could have become
In the shade where i hung my head, and i m throwing stones at a glass house
to replace the loss of time
Never to return, i dream what i could have become, and i found myself flat on my back again
And i m breaking bone to feel numb, and i ll take the step over the live
And i ll take the step over the live, but these dreams feel like a waste of my time
And i m leaving this all behind, find me a map so i could fine where i am at, i ll be fine
In the night, will this house become a home
Will this house become a home, to start where i left off Be, i ll be fine
Find me a map so i could fine where i am at, i ll be fine, and i m throwing stones at a glass house
To replace the loss of time, i dream what i could have become
I dream what i could have become, never to return Fine, find me a map so i could fine where i am at
in the night
To replace the loss of time, in the night
And i found myself flat on my back again, in the shade where i hung my head, there was no place where i could fit in
To replace the loss of time, and i m throwing stones at a glass house, in the shade where i hung my head
I ll be fine, and i m leaving this all behind, to start where i left off
there was no place where i could fit in
There was no place where i could fit in, but these dreams feel like a waste of my time
There was no place where i could fit in, and i ll take the step over the live, i dream what i could have become
And i m leaving this all behind, and i m throwing stones at a glass house and, and i m leaving this all behind
will this house become a home
never to return
And i found myself flat on my back again, i ll be fine
and i m breaking bone to feel numb
And be the better man, i ll be fine
I ll be fine, i ll be fine Fine, and be the better man
will this house become a home
And i m throwing stones at a glass house, i dream what i could have become
i ll be fine