Diminishing Returns Songtext
von Warwick Kennedy

Friends it′s easier said than done
The game is easier played than won
I was promised an I.V filled with champagne
Look what trash now torrents through these veins

If I look through the keyhole
Please, spit in my eye

Interest is diminishing
I'm tired of endless evenings
I′ll grab the horns even if the bull will fight
Shackled toro break the night


As spring blooms and covers old horrors
Under blankets of royal colour
We to collapse across the streets of this city
Returning to the soil which birthed this apathy

This fantastic joke
Told through clenched teeth
Has lost it's meaning

Interest is diminishing
I'm tired of endless evening
I′ll grab the reins even if the stud is blind
Pale horse spurred to light

What have you got there in your hands?
What have stashed in those pockets?
What have we been missing?
What have you been harboring?