Can get a long way to the top

If you don't wanna rock n' roll

The party just don't stop

And all their beats won't go

I can breathe on my own

There's no need to pitch along

Here's my breed, a silent tone

And I please no one, no!

I can reach all night

I hear them preach all right

But the prayers fall back

On the senders selfish neck

And there's what I get:

It's nearly almost there,

Without a leave

And as much I want to share,

It's still a: not much me

In a while it's close to gone

Inappropriate and fun

Was it you, who said it's wrong?

If it's true, I might be done!

I can reach all night

I hear them preach all right

So my prayers fall back

On the senders selfish neck

And here's what you get:

I'm sad and out of love

We never love enough

A wounded heart plays rough

And out of touch

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I can reach all night

I hear them preach all right

But the prayers fall back

On the senders selfish neck

And you get yours yet!