I’m into you
It’s all the same and all the same
I’ve seen this through
It never waits, it never waits
It’s all the same
I want to lose
that awful shame, but I am the same
There’s always two that play this game
and take the blame
It’s all the same
For the names oh the ones they’re calling us
are the ones that our bones can stand
Terror and fear won’t get you anyway
Certain emotions can’t ruin your day
Blind dedication and instant regret
Different authorities that you forget
Fools rush in
As it’s always been
Seven days a week
I pretend
I feel the ambition in everybody else
It’s just a matter of exquisite taste
Come in my room and make this your fault
I have been always afraid of your thoughts
Fools rush in
As it’s always been
Seven days a week
I pretend I feel
In a house of burning coals
I tried to strike a pose
For the names oh the ones they’re calling us
are the ones that our bones can stand
