I have only words to play with
Sing alongs in broken English
Of my medieval Middle Ages
I lost my accent in the plague.
Its a murder mystery how my
grapes all turned to cheap red wine
What was I to do with all this sorrow
Theres so much to be sad about these days.
I have millions of opinions
I hope one day you’ll hear me out
Under a pseudonym I’ll write them
I can’t be honest with myself
Its a murder mystery unsolved
But I heard it was laced with fentanyl
What am I to do with all this sorrow
Theres so much to be sad about these days.
But the war ain’t over little toy soldier
This is the calm before the storm
You wanna raise hell with your dead friends
And burn the candle at both ends
The war ain’t over little toy solider
This is the calm before the storm
Say goodbye to your dead friends
One day you’ll see them all again.
I have only words to play with
Sing alongs in broken English
Of my medieval Middle Ages
I Lost my accent in the plague
The murder mysteries been solved
But it sure doesn’t make any sense at all
What am I to do with all this sorrow
There's so much to be sad about these days.
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
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