Wired Songtext
von isoscope

Tumbling through packed streets
Call it a dance
Smell of the fresh
Not easy being you
No strength in my limbs
Stop watching me
Lord wind me up
How did I wind up in this city?


Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm just tired

Grey skies never turn pink again
Seeking makes it less appealing
Grey skies never turn pink again
Seeking makes it less appealing

Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I′m wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I'm wired
Maybe I′m just tired