In My Next Life, a Workhorse Songtext
von The Luyas

Alright, I′ve been a user and a slave to the system
Please leave these things we speak of to the biographers
And when we took the trains back, I surrendered my holiness
Come death, I will pay, please feed my remains to the workhorses

If you're looking for comfort soon
If you′re looking for comfort soon
If you're looking for comfort soon


Decide
But I don't know, I don′t know, I don′t know
Decide
But I don't know, I don′t know, I don't know

I′m sorry, stupid, blue and thin, but your truth is too real to try
I decide I'm dead now
And let grievers live in my gut

Decide
But I don′t know, I don't know, I don't know
Decide
But I don′t know, I don′t know, I don't know

If you′re looking for comfort soon
If you're looking for comfort soon
If you′re looking for comfort soon