Drifting Songtext
von Cigarettes for Breakfast

Hear me out
It′s not hard to notice
I'm feeling lost with no conviction
Turned around
My mind is out of focus
Endless wandering, you know this


On and on
I′ll call it sufferance
And on and on
Our turbulence
Pointless Drifting
On and on
I'll call it sufferance
And on and on
Our turbulence
Pointless Drifting

Revealing now
My time will come I see this
Pushing back toward convergence
What I've found
Is healing I′m inducing
And when I die I′ll feel it coming


On and on
I'll call it sufferance
And on and on
Our turbulence
Pointless Drifting
On and on
I′ll call it sufferance
And on and on
Our turbulence
Pointless Drifting