Testo di The Creative

Not one soul Could pretend To know the end Mind control As you fit in To their mold by then Resolve on a bitter cord Think well all the things you've learned And be bold Realize when you're getting old Release all the things you hold And be bold I'm not going, I'm not going to pretend To be bold I'm not going, I'm not going to pretend Anymore Who said that men had to go to the end? (I'm kindly falling off) Who said that men had to go to the end? I'm not scared, I'm not wed I'm just trying to pretend Who said that men had to go to the end? One man to another One hand to be bold I'm not going, I'm not going to pretend Anymore Who said that men had to go to the end? (I'm kindly falling off) Who said that men had to go to the end? I'm not scared, I'm not wed I'm just trying to pretend Who said that men had to go to the end? You're out of control Out of your soul Out of the mold But you were captives Held back by your own minds You were captives Not so quick to seize your time Bad news will come in the night I feel myself loosing sight Bad news will come in the night I feel myself loosing sight.