Cathedral کے بول

Mother, father I'm sorry to say my disposition lives another day You're not gonna be happy Are any of us happy? Mother, father I'm sorry to say my disposition lives another day You're not gonna be happy Are any of us happy? Maybe I'm living with eyes closed shut Maybe I'm giving, maybe not enough Maybe that's the beauty, maybe that's the pain Maybe living's easy, maybe dying's the same They say you call it punch drunk love, call it power to abusers He spits his propane and my refusal is a fueller He's singing from a hymn sheet, I'm singing for the others They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter Mother, father Holy Spirit and Ghost and spirit I pray When am I gonna be happy? Is anybody happy? Mother, father Holy Spirit and Ghost and spirit I pray When am I gonna be happy? Is anybody happy? Can anybody be happy? They say you call it punch drunk love, call it power to abusers He spits his propane and my refusal is a fueller He's singing from a hymn sheet, I'm singing for the others They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter They say I've gone cold while I'm sat drowning in the gutter