paroles de chanson Closet Addicts Anonymous - Man Without Country

The language of the household
Is floorboard Morse code
Before me you'll grow old
I'll still be a scapegoat
You mope around the grove alone
Scratching the contours
A free meal envelope
There was no bounty gold lost

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
I hope that someday
You'll pack your bags and move away

I'm so embarrassed that I carry your name
It's not a contract and your blood's not the same
If there is one thing from you I have gained
I know I'll never grow up to be the man you became

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
I hope that someday
You'll pack your bags and move away

The language of the household
Is floorboard Morse code
Before me you'll grow old
I'll still be a scapegoat

I don't feel like going out today
The light burns my eyes when the sky is grey
There must be some place
Where the cutters must fade
They will draw me in
Like a moth to a flame