Tytuł: Non-toxic

• Wykonawca: SR 71
• Wyświetleń: 291

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