Humble Pie - What You Will |
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What You Will
Humble Pie Thinking of the past I feel my life Things I knew have gone and those I loved Is slipping by at such a speed I look for granted and deceived Call me anything you will I'll hide behind a purple pill I'm crying And though it seems I'm laughing still Looking from my window I see winter Almost too bare to believe People change with seasons And I wonder if it's my turn to receive But they avoid the things I ask Or quickly change their style of mask I'm dying The faith I had is fading fast Is like a businessman And have bad colours round my head Seems to me the only way to be But there's still the problem of what happens when I'm deadGetting drunk to find some peace of mind and consolation |
