67 Gone Under
The suits might have changed but the nightmare remains as I wake up
Reflection betrays the few hopes I retained
Am I still alive?
I'm weighing up the costs between
Filling My belly and warming my bones
What do you think?
Who do you see?
Someone who you think you never will be
Grey skin wrinkled by the winds of years that blew right past me
Only old men miss old men these days
The cold is alive
An acquaintance I now know so well
A creature they made
To devour the voice I once had
Devour the voice that I once had
Only old men miss old men
Who the hell are Rush?
It's just a t shirt after all
Who the hell are Rush?
It's just a t shirt after all
After all so,
I'm weighing up the costs between
Filling My belly and warming my bones
What do you think?
Who do you see?
Someone who you think you never will be
Grey skin wrinkled by the winds of years that blew right past me
Only old men miss old men these days
The cold is alive
An acquaintance I now know so well
A creature they made
To devour the voice I once had
Devour the voice that I once had
Take a look at me and wonder when
Take a look at me and wonder when I'll reach the end
The suits might have changed
But the nightmare still remains
Feed my belly
Warm my bones tonight
Reflection betrays the few hopes I retained
Am I still alive?
I'm weighing up the costs between
Filling My belly and warming my bones
What do you think?
Who do you see?
Someone who you think you never will be
Grey skin wrinkled by the winds of years that blew right past me
Only old men miss old men these days
The cold is alive
An acquaintance I now know so well
A creature they made
To devour the voice I once had
Devour the voice that I once had
Only old men miss old men
Who the hell are Rush?
It's just a t shirt after all
Who the hell are Rush?
It's just a t shirt after all
After all so,
I'm weighing up the costs between
Filling My belly and warming my bones
What do you think?
Who do you see?
Someone who you think you never will be
Grey skin wrinkled by the winds of years that blew right past me
Only old men miss old men these days
The cold is alive
An acquaintance I now know so well
A creature they made
To devour the voice I once had
Devour the voice that I once had
Take a look at me and wonder when
Take a look at me and wonder when I'll reach the end
The suits might have changed
But the nightmare still remains
Feed my belly
Warm my bones tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Greg Atkinson
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