Inheritance Songtext
von Killing Time
Inheritance Songtext
No longer suffer from delusions of change
I can only hope for distraction
Can′t afford to self medicate the strange
But can't deny the attraction
Motivation and fear are the same
Talk of peace is unlikely
Racing from the cradle to the grave
Running on the fumes of confusion
No time to wash the blood from the stage
No time for rational solutions
Avoidance is an impulse
Sobriety, an insult
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
No longer suffer from delusions of change
I can only hope for distraction
Can′t afford to self medicate the strange
But can't deny the attraction
Avoidance is an impulse
Sobriety, an insult
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
How long before you chew straight down to the bone?
When does a bad machine break down?
What do you do when your song is stuck in your throat?
And what do you do with the empties?
I can only hope for distraction
Can′t afford to self medicate the strange
But can't deny the attraction
Motivation and fear are the same
Talk of peace is unlikely
Racing from the cradle to the grave
Running on the fumes of confusion
No time to wash the blood from the stage
No time for rational solutions
Avoidance is an impulse
Sobriety, an insult
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
No longer suffer from delusions of change
I can only hope for distraction
Can′t afford to self medicate the strange
But can't deny the attraction
Avoidance is an impulse
Sobriety, an insult
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
Right is right, right is right, right is right
Is this my only inheritance?
How long before you chew straight down to the bone?
When does a bad machine break down?
What do you do when your song is stuck in your throat?
And what do you do with the empties?
Writer(s): Drago Anthony E, Porcaro Carl, Skowronski Christopher Robert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

