Found the sand, but I haven't seen the sea for a month
Touch my hand, but my skin is crawling out of the door
Then I see some friends I know thought we at least agreed on enemies
Tontined
And if you see me on the streets, waving flags with the well Nazis.
I consent to taking me in my sleep
Take a rest.. Take the rest of time to fill me with doubt
What a mess..To have come this far to throw it all out
I may not have far to go
So can someone softly light the road
And if you see me on the streets, waving flags with the well Nazis.
I consent to taking me in my sleep
And if you see me having fun
With the likes of the proud boy scum
I consent to taking me in my sleep
Tontined