Heavy Weight - Me And My Drummer

In my hand

There are cracks in my soul

And I try to put me off

All of them sentences

I won’t shuffle

And I lie to my ancestors

The feelings get a liquid form

It’s true you get lost in manipulation

The dark days are my liquor now

It’s true you get, get lost in manipulation

And all the stones in my collection

Put a heavy weight on me

And I don’t feel any contradiction

Please put a heavy weight on me

And all the stones in my collection

My pass it bulges out now

And I try to set your love straight

It was a bit too far

That I reached out, so

I tried to pull us two together again

The tube that I have become

Gets filled with needs

None of its vision lasts

And I don’t matter to anyone

The roots I set get crushed of the world around

After this they won’t supply us

With any more necessary medical help

In this expedition

Unable to listen

Unable to listen

While I get more and more able to tell

If I lose my head

Will you label me dead?

If I lose my head

Will you label me dead?

And all the stones in my collection…

Put a heavy weight on me

And I don’t feel any contradiction

Please put a heavy weight on me

And all the stones in my collection

After this they won’t supply us

With any more necessary medical help

In this expedition

Unable to listen

Unable to listen

While I get more and more able to tell

If I lose my head

Will you label me dead?

If I lose my head

Will you label me dead?

Oh-oh…