The Sinking Feeling — текст песни (The The)

All my books lay on the table -
- waitin` to unfold.
I sit & stare at my reflection
- where the darkness dulls my bones.
My head fills like a junk shop -
- in desperate need of repair.
The path of least resistance leads to the
............garbage heap of despair. (I think I`d better get back in bed!)
I`m just a symptom of the moral decay -
thats gnawing at the heart of the country
You can`t destroy your problems - by destroying yourself,
DEATH - is not the answer for your soul may burn in hell
My memory my fond deceiver -
- is turning all my past into pain.
While I`m being raped by progress -
Tomorrow`s world is here to stay.
(they wouldn`t have it any other way)
Jeremy Meek - bass guitar
Matt Johnson - synths, instruments, percussion, vocals