If you gave me a fresh carnation I would only crush its tender petals With me you'll have no escape And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle I trample down all life in my wake I eat it up and take the cake I just avert my eyes to the pain Of someone's loss helping my gain
If you gave me a dream for my pocket You'd be plugging in the wrong socket With me there's no room for the future With me there's no room with a view at all
I am out of season all year around Hear machinery roar to my empty sound Touch my heart and feel winter Hold my hand and be doomed forever
If you gave me a fresh carnation I would only crush its tender petals With me you'll have no escape And at the same time there'll be nowhere to settle And if you're wondering by now who I am Look no further than the mirror Cause I am the Greed and Fear And every ounce of Hate in you
Compositor: Paul John Weller (PRS)Editor: Stylist Music LtdPublicado em 1999ECAD verificado obra #3634595 e fonograma #14353684 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM