he's lonely. sitting by the mirror. awakened by the horses. in circles. running in the circus. . his red nose. looking damaged in the mirror. cause no one has replaced it.
Ohh I think you're standing on my left foot. It's hurting but that's okay. 'Cause I'm in your way. You'll break that foot that you're standing on. I'll walk with the other one.
This is a start. that I know I'll believe in. so I'm leavin' everything behind. Keeping the parts. that I know I'll be needing. and I breed to be a better kind.
Sick, tired and homeless. with no one here to sing for. tired of being weightless. for all these looking good boys. . You can always say my attic has its charm.
Words/Music: Svensson. . seems hard to understand. I think no one can. not anyone I know. no, wait I think I know. one who does. at least that's what he says.
Peel me off the hook, that's something to die for. Heal me, help me see what the **** did I lie for?. I'm fighting private wars again, just second thoughts of where and when.