Texty písní Cool For August

Cool For August

Hope I'm Wrong

I've been away 10,000 times and still I look in the mirror

What do I see?

An owl tryin' to fly in the light of day

Unaware of what's in my way

I can only find my place and I hope I'm wrong

I hope I'm wrong

By step by step....

Ooh here they come

Destroying my youth

And the other side's the same

When the rain pours

They'll cut us a loop and another nail

I've been asleep for most of my life and still it looks familiar

The people I meet are callous,

Taking life in another way,

Contrived in the words they say,

Keeping time with the wolves at prey and I hope I'm wrong

I hope I'm wrong

They will pay for

All the times we've come through

In the eyes of hate

When will I make it?

And is the world worth taking?

When will I make it?