Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
Stiff Little Fingers
I talk to God sometimes, but nobody's listening
I talk to God sometimes, but nobody's there
What's done is done, no salvation for me
I talk to God sometime but nobody's there you see it's an
Empty sky, empty sky with dying stars & satellites
In the end i know there's nothin' else
In the end I know I'm talking to myself
What's done is done I will not be deceived
What's done is done & I know all that I can see is an
Empty sky, empty sky with dying stars & satellites
I talk to God sometimes but God knows why
I talk to God sometimes but i get no reply
I will not die it's the world that will end & once I'm gone I will not be back again
Empty sky, empty sky with dying stars & satellites