Текст песни Indecision - Thatcher

My Friend, My foe
My soul trapped beneath these bones
And now
I feel
Your essence is conspiring
With my heart
And not my mind

And now
These years
Have come and gone so fast
They stop me in my tracks
So clear
So smeared
My confidence is falling
But my mind is always calling calling calling
My friend

I fold my laundry neatly
Don't complain
I can't shake these thoughts out my head

Take my money honey
Its all that I have
And all that I ever will

My fears they grow
Intwined in everything I know
At night I go
To the good times
That I hold
Oh oh oh
The good times that I hold

Fold my laundry neatly
Don't complain
I can't shake these thoughts out of my head

Take my money honey
Its all that I have
And all that I ever will

Fold my laundry neatly
Don't complain
I can't shake these thoughts out of my head

Take my money honey
Its all that I have
And all that I ever will

Take my money honey
Take my money honey
Take my money honey

Take my money honey
Its all that I have
And all that I ever will