Made Up of All the People Songtext
von Medals

It was just a straight hit
A terrible mistake
To see you crying, dear
You might as well have told me
There′s no such thing as fear

Don't tell me that it′s OK
When it will never be the same
I promise you better
I'll never put you through
These dead days again

Why act so surprised?
This is what I'm like
I can tell you things about yourself
That you never will


This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I′m made up of all the people
This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I′m made up of all the people

This is not 1969
This is not 1989

We miss you around
Another boat aground
I can tell you things about yourself
That you never will

This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I'm made up of all the people
This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I′m made up of all the people


This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I'm made up of all the people
This could be right
A little glimpse of insight
And not conceding, not asking why
I′m made up of all the people

I'm made up of all the people
I′m made up of all the people
I'm made up of all the people
I'm made up of all the people