Filler Songtext
von Alister Malcolm

Looking like a someone to grow old with
Thinking of the summer of a first kiss
Dressing like a killer on a doorstep
Flicking off the edges of a cigarette

Putting it together with a glue stick
Hoping for the minute where you held it
Soaking up the pages of a news pitch
Coping with the measures of a cruise ship

It don′t matter then, who you are
It don't matter
It don′t matter then, who you are
It don't matter


Hurting like an arrow to the forehead
Flirting with another that your lips said
Working like a pillar 'till you fall dead
Turning off the channel when you felt it

Starting at the middle to go faster
Holding up a mirror for the answer
Folding at the table where you cards sit
Molding all the filler in the basket

It don′t matter then, who you are
It don′t matter
It don't matter then, who you are
It don′t matter
It don't matter then, who you are
It don′t matter
It don't matter then, who you are
It don′t matter