Breathin'
Another day, another dollar
One more walk on the mile, one more cold shower
It's happening again; another finished routine
Since I can't remember when
Selling all the hours I have to the men upstairs
Keeping track of the clock ticking
I guess they must be thankful for somethin'
That I'm still breathin'
So long, Funnytown, I won't see you around
It's all straight-faced in here, there is plenty to fear
And stop your weary pace; you've reached the place
Where all you dreams come back for you to see
The smiles on our faces are all just for show
But it's only on a basis of a need-to-know
A round of applause for the guy in charge
Carry along his load, he will pay you in the afterlife
Another brick carried to the top
Another cigarette dropped
Familiar sights seem to sink in
And slowly summon sin
Open forests in my soul
Don't let us form as single whole
But I guess it doesn't matter that much
While I'm still breathin'
So long, Funnytown, I won't see you around
It's all straight-faced in here, there is plenty to fear
And stop your weary pace; you've reached the place
Where all you dreams come back for you to see
The smiles on our faces are all just for show
But it's only on a basis of a need-to-know
A round of applause for the guy in charge
Carry along his load, he will pay you in the afterlife
Riding seamless waves seems so easy
Getting more attention than I should
Across the hallway, a cool cool breeze
Cools me down for a while
Before I open the door
I take a deep breath, and sigh
One more walk on the mile, one more cold shower
It's happening again; another finished routine
Since I can't remember when
Selling all the hours I have to the men upstairs
Keeping track of the clock ticking
I guess they must be thankful for somethin'
That I'm still breathin'
So long, Funnytown, I won't see you around
It's all straight-faced in here, there is plenty to fear
And stop your weary pace; you've reached the place
Where all you dreams come back for you to see
The smiles on our faces are all just for show
But it's only on a basis of a need-to-know
A round of applause for the guy in charge
Carry along his load, he will pay you in the afterlife
Another brick carried to the top
Another cigarette dropped
Familiar sights seem to sink in
And slowly summon sin
Open forests in my soul
Don't let us form as single whole
But I guess it doesn't matter that much
While I'm still breathin'
So long, Funnytown, I won't see you around
It's all straight-faced in here, there is plenty to fear
And stop your weary pace; you've reached the place
Where all you dreams come back for you to see
The smiles on our faces are all just for show
But it's only on a basis of a need-to-know
A round of applause for the guy in charge
Carry along his load, he will pay you in the afterlife
Riding seamless waves seems so easy
Getting more attention than I should
Across the hallway, a cool cool breeze
Cools me down for a while
Before I open the door
I take a deep breath, and sigh
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Writer(s): Edvinas Grigonis
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