Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Sondre Lerche
Popular spoons
Sweeten the swoons
You know the drill right up until
They find you don't carry their itinerary around
It's such a sad beguiling thing
You've got it bad
It's not a fling
But you can't play the part without breaking your own heart into two
Oh I've been a soldier of the purest kind you could find
I fought all the devils that wanted to change me and break me down
Don't look now
Look away
They make the rules
You don't want to sell out
You've got the tools they don't allow but
They are no boundaries just recoupable royalties and men
The lights go out a thunder roars a silly thing
You can't ignore till you've overstayed your welcome with those who've paid for
All your dressing up
Oh I've been a soldier of the purest kind you could find
I fought and resisted back when they secused (?) me and brought me down
Don't look down
Look away
Oh can't you see there's nothing to collect
Oh but tell me what did you expect
It's so stupid and selfish all the same
And so sad you can't go again
Oh I've been a soldier of the purest kind you could find
Fought and resisted when they tried to change me around
But this just become so predictable it's hard to stay aground
Cut me some slack
Never look back
Don't look now
Look away