Текст песни Call Michael (1-800-984-3672) - Tourjets

The soft mist of the night
Stroke my thoughts
Oh you know, I have
No more time for that
It get's inside, let me decide

The moves are fine
Down with no one
I'm short of breath

It seems like I can't see beyond
All things repeats itself, and I feel nothing
I hear it all, inside my head
It is so hard to find something real

Before I go I leave my soul
Under the sheet, start to feel the floating
Forget about, now is too late
The emptyness has come to you

All I need is to leave behind
The amplified voice living in my Head
So you know, don't take the bait
You'll be sunk, drowned in your own self

The moves are fine
Down here with no one
Im short of breath
Enough for me

Now is when I realize
The time has slip away
When I felt life goes by
And the void is inside
For a moment
Take It out
With a loud sigh

Why you floating with sadness?
Theres no time to think how you have to be

Why you floating with sadness?
Theres no time to think how you have to be

Why you floating with sadness?
Theres no time to think go

I'm
I'm facing down
There's mud all up my sleeves
Can't See the End
Oh My Friend
Seconds, minutes, hours, they start to blend

Why you floating with sadness?
Theres no time to think how you have to be

Shine like a diamond
Feel the breeze
That pulls you in
The time Is gone
The horizon grows in you

Call Your friend Michael
Feel the breeze
That pulls you in
The time Is gone
The horizon grows in you

Shine like a diamond
Feel the breeze
That pulls you in
The time Is gone
The horizon grows in