Who Really Cares Lyrics - Dream Days At The Hotel Existence - Powderfinger

Release me from this struggle to be free 

Take my hand 

Lead me to the promised land of your love 

Step outside of this superficial life 

Put your pretty lips on mine 

Kiss me one more time and I'm gone 

Who really cares? 

Who really knows 

About these agents of despair 

And their thrown together prose? 

Release me from this struggle to be free 

I'll break my plans to be in 

The gentle hands of your love 

When you're by my side in these superficial times 

Put your little hand in mine 

Kiss me one more time and I'm gone 

Who really cares? 

Who really knows 

About these agents of despair 

And their thrown together prose? 

Let them have his head 

He's harmless you know 

Watch him let you down 

And leave you hanging on a rope 

I wont be fooled by your devious ways 

Your ingenuine fears and your ingenuine pain 

I look a wreck but somehow you look fine 

You come to me 

And ask me to ease our troubled mind 

I won't be fooled again