Tytuł: Non-Toxic

• Wykonawca: Sr-71
• Wyświetleń: 386

I'm one of those things you save forever but never need
  Like an old newspaper no one has time to read
  This child has grown into a dead end
  Since I lost the power to pretend
  
  But it's alright, that's who I am inside
  Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day
  
  That's no superhero standing right in front of us
  So take this pocket full of kryptonite and beat it back to Metropolis
  There'sonly room for one on this microphone
  In my finest hour I'm still alone
  
  But old news can change, as memories float downstream
  So don't judge me by my failures, only by my dreams