I'm getting desperate Desperate for a revolution Some kind of spark Some kind of connection In these dangerous days Come a little bit closer I need to understand
Why we kill the things we love the most Kill the things we love Kill the things we love the most But they don't burn like we do They don't burn like we do
Even though our love is doomed Even though we're all messed up We're still waiting for tomorrow We're still aching for tomorrow
Don't want to be dead to life Don't want to be dulled to extinction Don't want to be lost in dreams Don't want to be sleepwalking Maybe I should break the chain Maybe I should break the connection Such strange little birds Devoured by our obsession
Can you love me for what I've become? Love me for what I said I would not become 'Cause they don't burn like I do They don't burn like I do
Even though your love is cruel Even though our stars are crossed We're still waiting for tomorrow We're still aching for tomorrow Even though our love is doomed Even though we're all messed up You're the only thing worth fighting for You're the only thing worth dying for
And even though our love is doomed Even though our love is doomed Even though our love is doomed Even though our love is doomed Even though our love is doomed Even though our love is doomed You're the only thing worth fighting for You're the only thing worth dying for
Compositores: Bryan Vigorson (Butch Vig) (BMI), Douglas Elwin Erickson (Duke Erickson) (BMI), Shirley Ann Manson (Shirley Manson) (ASCAP), Steve W Marker (Steve Marker) (BMI)Editores: Deadarm Music (ASCAP), Vibecrusher Music (BMI)Administração: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #25085205 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM