Paroles de la chanson Suffering (Mike's way) par
It's not the world as I've been told
It's not the things we've bought and sold
Not a lucrative career
Mostly suffering down here
Not the drinks, not the smokes
It's not a very funny joke
Not the thoughts, gives you pause
It's not the blood dried on your claws
It's not a film that made you cry
It's not a link between you and I
Not the distance of the clouds
It's not the taste, not the sound
It's not the words which you once wrote
It's not the hands clasped 'round your throat
It's not the things we've bought and sold
Not a lucrative career
Mostly suffering down here
Not the drinks, not the smokes
It's not a very funny joke
Not the thoughts, gives you pause
It's not the blood dried on your claws
It's not a film that made you cry
It's not a link between you and I
Not the distance of the clouds
It's not the taste, not the sound
It's not the words which you once wrote
It's not the hands clasped 'round your throat
Not the distant sound of rain
It's not what's lost or what remains
Not some sickness in your brain
It's not the drugs inside your veins
Memories of falling snow
A place where flowers still won't grow
It's not the days you spent in bed
It's not some devil in your head
Not the distance of the clouds
How you say my name out loud
It's not what's lost or what remains
Not some sickness in your brain
It's not the drugs inside your veins
Memories of falling snow
A place where flowers still won't grow
It's not the days you spent in bed
It's not some devil in your head
Not the distance of the clouds
How you say my name out loud