I do not trust your predictions
You were holding your crystal ball when you fell
Looking at distant horizons not one step beyond
Now scarred and bruised below the eyes you tell me what will come
I will fight against it
you know
I will fight
I do not trust your predictions
You were holding your crystal ball when you fell
Looking at distant horizons not one step beyond
Now scarred and bruised below the eyes you tell me what will come
I will fight against it
you know
I will fight