Paroles de Changes

Stay where you like They won't care You pay for the right But what is there? When every place in the world Is all built up Every space in the herd Is all filled up I can hear all the obsolete From a landfill, singing out I'm just suffering from changes Locked outside for good Paper cut by turning pages Sitting under dust cause I'm not understood Monuments blush while rising In the ashes and dust horizon When everything has to turn And march onward Only fall if you're sure That you fall forward I can hear pallid choirs sing From their headstone hymnals now I'm just suffering from changes Locked outside for good Paper cut by turning pages Sitting under dust cause I'm not understood Suffering, suffering from changes