Слезы Счастья (The Gift Horse and the Mouth EP) - Lost | Текст песни

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• Слезы Счастья (The Gift Horse and the Mouth EP)
• Lost

all your life down the runaway corridor
waiting to run into its end suddenly
every time pins of shame stick you to your boredom
but there’s nothing you can do, if there’s no end around the coming corner
people lost in papers and artificial palm in the hotel lounge
the elevator music: the biggest gets it the highest
softly sofa-sick I move amidst the philistine
where absence of ‘no-exit’ signs proves their presence
to everybody lost (like u and me)

doors are open. your life glows a deep ditch
those who are aware are not yet confident
your intellect winning away stitch by stitch
sews you down to the same old banner
your family, people shy of insight
crumbling to dust the last idol of hope
the prospects you deserve, those not exactly bright, right?
happiness, curiosity – all down the slope
like everybody lost (like u and me)

look, everybody lost