The Things Are Coming

expecting someone who is kind
and going lost again in time
making the maker fuckin' mad
repeating 'til you're outta sight
and plannning a lifetime of surprise
making way too much sense

you'll stay 'till the morning comes
expecting 'til you lost your thumbs
is this what you want?
painting your pretty face
planning the rest of the day
talking to yourself
"i'm in love"

tables are turning, everything's burning, the things are coming
the things are coming
realize the city is a mirror
which reflects
just how much you've changed
oh but now, you will discover
a real life
of real trouble
again



Credits
Writer(s): Leon Artmann
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