Uncle Foe: Triste


Again im sinner,i´ve faught for my own,
Haven´t got the goods im doing time here for,
Flipside of my life I search but cant find
N´then when i do i cry //

He burnt all his money hoped that something would change,
...nothing,i can tell i´ve tried the same
all things i´ve tried n´nothing can be changed
nothing at all...
he burnt all his money hoped that something would change
...nothing...at...all //

i break my life in two i...
hope i can live after that

time to dump the dirty boots and...
head for the doorway //