Sand Songtext
von Swapmeet

Head in the sand
Sand in my nose
Arms up above the grains
I go to work
It′s not a job
It's breaking and entering

I help my mum with
The odd jobs she has
There′s nothing more to life
Than breaking what is bad

Winter turns to snow
Rubbish in the bag
I want you to stay a while
You haven't offered your hand

Knife is gonna slip
Sweating in your palm
Why don't you want me, baby?
Why don′t you care?


I held it once
Try to get it back
But there′s ink on the page
A stain that's turned to black

I hide my face
In the final act
There′s ink on the roses
You're never coming back

Stay as you are
Say that you′re more
The minefield explosion
Wouldn't put it past your war
I′ve locked down my house
You're locked down to the ground
Underneath where you stand
But it's sand, it′s sand

Hiding in my room
I can f--king taste doom
I do my best with this
And soon I′ll skip
Ahead
The grains of sand are red