Stabilo - Delivering Idiots - Текст песни

I'm grateful for these things

These things are grateful for me but

These gifts are plagues

These plagues are candy coated

I only hope it brings

A smile and all the other

Little useless things

But these hands are tied to an arm

And to an eye that won't abide


I'm not doing that well today

And self control was never my forte

So I call a friend

Jesus with a pager and Mercedes Benz

Cuz there's a limit to ourselves

And all the games we play

It's metaphor we use to define our day

It's only rhythm

It's only sound

But we're not accustomed to the tempo

And we find it too loud

And all the time...


CHORUS

You like like a star

And I talk like a fool

I'm delivering idiots and photographs

It makes me look cool


I'm doing much better today

It's just harder to focus

On the things that I hate

I'm not worried cuz I know

I'll get my vision back

Then at least I'll have a weapon

To defend these attacks


If I could only find a filter

For these tricks

Then I could bury the riddles deep

Deep in the mix

It's not the lines

It's more the tones

More often it's the volume

That can make it hit home


It's not the songs

That determine if the record sells

It's the faces in the videos

We exploit so well

It's the push from the whores

In leather chairs

They package our emotions

And they market our fears

It's nothing to be proud about


I've never been one to see writing on walls

Still you call me crazy

Don't walk on in don't expect me to listen

Don't you try to save me


Because I'm too suspicious of long

Explanations that

Make you feel like

You've really reached me

I'm changing my ways I believe


Don't talk about

What happened 14 hours ago

It's ok if you smile

But please