Vacancies Songtext
von Gold Steps

Palms up again
At the end of your wit
Desperate to kill
The tick, tick, ticking
Of the time clock
Counting down the days
Getting closer to your grave
Said you wouldn′t buy in
But I see an offer has been made

In all these experiences
You're begging the question
Are you really happy
With your vacancy?


Take a seat
Before you drag this out
Think about
What else you′ve given up
Where you are and who you want to be
No one said this would be easy
No one told you that it would be

Beat down again
And you can't get up
Shackled to a name
Hell-bent on giving yourself
In spite of
What you're made of
It makes absolutely no sense to me
To waste all your efforts
On titles that don′t mean anything

In all these experiences
You′re begging the question
Are you really happy
With your vacancy?


Take a seat
Before you drag this out
Think about
What else you've given up
Where you are and who you want to be
No one said this would be easy
No one told you that it would be

You know better
Deserve much better
We built the door some time ago
It′s up to you to open

Palms up again
At your wit's end
You′re desperate
And counting down
Beat down again
But still hell-bent
At the door
It's yours to open

Take a seat
Before your drag this out
Think about
What else you′ve given up
Where you are and who you want to be
No one said this would be easy
No one told you that it would be

Take a seat
Before you drag this out
Think about
What else you've given up
Where you are and who you want to be
No one said this would be easy
No one told you that it would