Songtext von Old Soul

Sinking into the sheets Sinking into defeat Step softly, as I lay beneath I spread myself under your feet Step softly, as I lay beneath I spread myself under your feet I had a lot to learn about respect When you told me you were better off dead Tell me something I can sing Tell me anything What is this place in hell that I know so well? This life is a labour I will slave until I'm able to forget myself But I sink into defeat Step softly, as I lay beneath I spread myself under your feet I had a lot to learn about respect I thought a lot about the things that you said The younger men have wished for death But I will carry on because I am my father's son I am my mother's love And I will earn your name What is this place in hell that I know so well? This life is a labour I will slave until I'm able to forget myself I shut myself away from endless tragedy My head gets in the way of the man I try to, the man I try to be