Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Decay, artist - Okta Logue. Date of issue: 10.05.2012
Song language: English
Decay |
| You’ve got to be careful |
| Or your days will be dull |
| You’re draggin' your shell |
| Til your sunset will come |
| 'cause you bury all your senses |
| For a little of tin |
| Stucked in the fences of your worn out skin |
| Decay |
| But you celebrate |
| That’s just iron, that’s no gold |
| You got to be thankful |
| Come and have a seat |
| And sell out your wits for a couple of needs |
| The streets are riddled with blood |
| You walk them ankle-deep in mud |
| But the liqour of the digger is blood |
| You can’t even dream steel into gold |
| Oh my dear turn around |
| Cold steel tied you to the ground |
| A far train is crying out loud |
| And don’t tell me you have no fears |
| No fears |
| At all |
| You’re a grain of sand at the shore |
| All of this is real now |
| You’re just a wheel now |
| You’re just too calm to feel alive |
| Say, is this deal your delight |
| So why do you drown your fears in wine? |
| Maybe you don’t know |
| But you get no change |
| But you paid so much |
| Isn’t that strange? |
| And still the streets are riddled with blood |
| And all your needs… ankle-deep in mud |