dredg - Information
Unglaublich, das Lied geht mir nicht aus dem Kopf...
He woke up next to her, his head against her head,
his hand upon her breast, he knew today meant death.
He kissed her on the cheek and then on her lips
thought to himself "it's the last time I'll do this"
Put on his suit, pressed and clean,
he brushed his hair, grabbed the keys.
Then he headed out to the morning air
with an anticipation no man could bear.
The air was heavy, he could feel it in his lungs.
With every step he took, a prayer rolled off his tongue.
They were prayers of forgiveness and prayers of praise
and his actions a gift for a god without a name.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, a little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need it, no I don't need it