Windows Songtext
von Red Pill

You texted me in the morning something simple
Said you loved me and your job was fucking boring
I said, "Ditto", asked about the weather
This plant don′t have any windows
Gray and cloudy like they forecasted
But we woke up optimistic feeling last night's orgasms
You asked me how I felt, I said, "I′m sick"
Drank a half a fifth of Admiral Nelson's
The poor Captain's
You asked me if it′d ever get better
Wasn′t sure how to answer but I couldn't say never
So, gave you a maybe, you replied with a sad face
But when your life is in twenty-six years of bad breaks
It′s hard to be hopeful
Hard to imagine or see anything change
So, instead I wrote you
And told you everything would be okay


Now all I got's a dollar and my name
And lately both are feeling worthless
It′s hard to hope without a window open
I'm living broke but I′m not living broken

I texted my brother, said, "What the fuck is up?"
He said he's working but other than that it's nothing much
Told him I needed money, he said, "How fucking much?"
"Just for a couple weeks, a couple hundred bucks"
Soon as he told me yes I thought about
How embarrassing it feels when feeling down and out
So I apologized, I said, "It′s not alright
You′re my little brother, one day I'll make it right
But I still need the money though"
He responded with a, "LOL"
It isn′t funny though
Cause I don't know what the hell I′m doing
Been doing this for so long it's feeling normal
I think I relate with that caged bird
That wanted to escape from his great world
When offered his chance to finally go
He decided to stay, what′s the point without hope?


Now all I got's a dollar and my name
And lately both are feeling worthless
It's hard to hope without a window open
I′m living broke but I′m not living broken
Now all I got's a dollar and my name
And lately both are feeling worthless
It′s hard to hope without a window open
I'm living broke but I′m not living broken