Worse For The Wear

Worse For The Wear

New Amsterdams (The)
(album: Worse For The Wear)

All my life I´ve been waiting. It get´s older, it´s over me. I´d speak but it fails me. So the dike in the damn stops the leak. Maybe it´s me and I´m venting. I find your speech otivating, watching life pass you by on the screen. Just flicker and fading with a plot like you wouldn´t believe. Maybe I don´t know the ending. Someone ruined my daydream. Aren´t you spoiled enough as it is? Whatever you´re saying won´t bring anyone closer to this. I know you´re sick. I wish you were healing, but you´re worse for the wear. We keep tearing the seams we repaired. If we all had the call to fair then we wouldn´t be standing here.