paroles de chanson Fog Rollin - BleuBird

Be it, blood or ink
Sweat, tears in the kitchen sink
The business of music stinks, but I've got to move, got to think
Gotta make you want me, more push-ups, less pot and coffee
I'll be in the lobby, an army of fans that would hold my hand through puddles
This selfish bubble, investors chime in
Put my time in on dewalt and hobart since things fall apart, yeah
I really lived it man, washed so many dishes it'll hurt your hand

I just rolled in on the fog to let you know it's all gonna be okay
Your life doesn't have to be just like it was yesterday
When you wake up I'll be gone
Sleep tight while I sing this song
You'll know then why I had to move on

This place is stale, your friends want you to fail so they can keep you
The ones who hold on the tightest believe that they really need you
Feed you to the office sharks and harvest the weekend parts for what's left
I give my last breath to insure I always had that choice
Forever one foot out the door, pillow on the floor, one oar, voice hoarse
This muddy mess of mine, my bloody valentine
Sacrifice, such is life
Tricks of the trade winds, sinners paradise, winner's roll the dice
Ice King Opus
This frail boat will not sail hopeless

I just rolled in on the fog
Life doesn't have to be like it was
When you wake up I'll be gone
You'll know then why I'm moving on

I just rolled in on the fog to let you know it's all gonna be okay
Your life doesn't have to be just like it was yesterday
When you wake up I'll be gone
Sleep tight while I sing this song
You'll know then why I had to move on