Tired of mesmerized smiles you kept from me
Your enemy
Mirror, you sometime are my only company
My terror
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
They are fat sounds coming out of my head
But I can't seem to understand what they mean
And louder voices talking I don't know they said
It seems a man would leave this place
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
Why we cannot stand the better things
We'd be on the top collectively
The greater things are there for me
See, I'm only shining in their shade
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Tired of mesmerized smiles you kept from me
Your enemy
Mirror, you sometime are my only company
My terror
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
They are fat sounds coming out of my head
But I can't seem to understand what they mean
And louder voices talking I don't know they said
It seems a man would leave this place
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
Why we cannot stand the better things
We'd be on the top collectively
The greater things are there for me
See, I'm only shining in their shade
Your enemy
Mirror, you sometime are my only company
My terror
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
They are fat sounds coming out of my head
But I can't seem to understand what they mean
And louder voices talking I don't know they said
It seems a man would leave this place
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
People, try to understand, into the head of the man his hand is full of sand
Dreaming, he's left his misery, has money for a land, buys only the best brands
Sleeping on a couch, springs are pocking ouch
I am not a patient man
Rocking on a chair, my soul demanding air
A trip to the country and while I'm there
Understand, what you want from me, I can't give you
Why we cannot stand the better things
We'd be on the top collectively
The greater things are there for me
See, I'm only shining in their shade
Writer: Ian Kelly Couture
Copyright: Lyrics © White Turtle Publishing, Évangeline/APEM
Copyright: Lyrics © White Turtle Publishing, Évangeline/APEM