There are numbers for your days yes,
So there're mine
There are flowers for your grave there
Waiting the time...
There is one mission
A step for that
Handling the fire
Confirming the mistreat
Opaque is the liar
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
It's just that attitude
Dressed in black
Won't need your forgiveness more
You need mine
Handling the fire
I will waste away with
You dregs of denial
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
A try for lack
Drinking my whiskey all night
Is boring to me deep
Cause everything is all right
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
The Manflows - Numbered Days Lyrics
The Manflows - Numbered Days Lyrics
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There are numbers for your days yes,
So there're mine
There are flowers for your grave there
Waiting the time...
There is one mission
A step for that
Handling the fire
Confirming the mistreat
Opaque is the liar
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
It's just that attitude
Dressed in black
Won't need your forgiveness more
You need mine
Handling the fire
I will waste away with
You dregs of denial
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
A try for lack
Drinking my whiskey all night
Is boring to me deep
Cause everything is all right
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
So there're mine
There are flowers for your grave there
Waiting the time...
There is one mission
A step for that
Handling the fire
Confirming the mistreat
Opaque is the liar
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
It's just that attitude
Dressed in black
Won't need your forgiveness more
You need mine
Handling the fire
I will waste away with
You dregs of denial
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand
A try for lack
Drinking my whiskey all night
Is boring to me deep
Cause everything is all right
Cry for submission
There's no trust, hunger to meet
You take me for a fool
Not blind
I will break your expectations
Made of sand