Poor Receipts Songtext
von Discolor Blind

Don′t leave, retreating kills
The brightest stars are far
The past awaiting your come back
It attracts you back to the exact same path

Jealous? Seen things in the mirrors?
Your tears won't reach no ears
Phone rings while the moon orbits
This horrid earth so morbid


So far so lonely
Don′t bother to loathe me or run for me
So far so lonely
Don't bother to loathe me or desperately follow me

Another verse on a page so colourless
Is sung and still no one cares
So fast, these poor receipts won't last
Days passed and killed this romance

Maybe you could send me
A train to come save me
Four steps to reach the surface
When words still serve purpose


So far so lonely
Don′t bother to loathe me or run for me
So far so lonely
Don′t bother to loathe me or desperately follow me