Selfish Needs Songtext
von Longfield & Super Skeleton
Selfish Needs Songtext
Some sucker′s search for a lover's touch
Some people live to be slaves
Well I′m a lot worse than you think, I'll never cave
My life was my responsibility
And now I'm halfway to my grave
And my brain keeps telling my heart that it′s time to change
I can′t be bothered with hypocrisy
I've got enough with my own weight
That I carry around like a dead man while I wait
For my day in the summer sun
I′m all packed and I've got my bait
I′ll just sit here and blink my eyes at a steady rate
It takes a lot of heart to be fast as you
It takes a lot of work to be good as new
My hands are cold and I think I'm losing weight
I′ve been spending my whole life locked in a crate
The sun is setting as I'm out digging my grave
By the time I'm done I hope I′ve learned how to behave
Oh well, guess I′ll never learn
Think there's a clog in my machinery
I guess I′ll die not knowing the key
To success, or overcome my selfish needs
My life was my responsibility
And now I'm halfway to my grave
And my brain keeps telling my heart I′m a no good stray
My hands are cold and I think I'm losing weight
I′ve been spending my whole life locked in a crate
The sun is setting as I'm out digging my grave
By the time I'm done I hope I′ve learned how to behave
By the time I′m done I hope I've learned how to behave
By the time I′m done I hope I've learned how to behave
Some people live to be slaves
Well I′m a lot worse than you think, I'll never cave
My life was my responsibility
And now I'm halfway to my grave
And my brain keeps telling my heart that it′s time to change
I can′t be bothered with hypocrisy
I've got enough with my own weight
That I carry around like a dead man while I wait
For my day in the summer sun
I′m all packed and I've got my bait
I′ll just sit here and blink my eyes at a steady rate
It takes a lot of heart to be fast as you
It takes a lot of work to be good as new
My hands are cold and I think I'm losing weight
I′ve been spending my whole life locked in a crate
The sun is setting as I'm out digging my grave
By the time I'm done I hope I′ve learned how to behave
Oh well, guess I′ll never learn
Think there's a clog in my machinery
I guess I′ll die not knowing the key
To success, or overcome my selfish needs
My life was my responsibility
And now I'm halfway to my grave
And my brain keeps telling my heart I′m a no good stray
My hands are cold and I think I'm losing weight
I′ve been spending my whole life locked in a crate
The sun is setting as I'm out digging my grave
By the time I'm done I hope I′ve learned how to behave
By the time I′m done I hope I've learned how to behave
By the time I′m done I hope I've learned how to behave
Writer(s): Jarle Langaker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

