Where the Sun - THE TiPS

It’s your only need\nWell, it seems to me indeed\nIt is only common sense\nThis is always how the story ends\nMy friend I know, we never met\nThis is something I regret\nDoes it matter much to me?\nFor me it tastes bitterly\nLook at all the love you’ve found\nLay your body on the ground\nAll the questions will remain\nWhen you walked out the door\nYou were done with your war\nLife can be a dirty whore\nBut it could have been much more\nThe only shot one single try\nCould you look me in the eye\nAnd tell me it was worth to?\nEnergy just a wrecked word\nJust a mess, veins stained with dirt\nThe central station where the sun keeps going back\nLike a heavy rope around your neck\nMy friend I know, we never met\nThis is something I regret\nDoes it matter much to me?\nFor me it tastes bitterly\nLook at all the love you’ve found\nLay your body on the ground\nAll the questions will remain\nWhen you walked out the door\nYou were done with your war\nLife can be a dirty whore\nBut it could have been much more\nThe only shot one single try\nCould you look me in the eye\nAnd tell me it was worth to die?\nWhen you walked out the door\nYou were done with your war\nLife can be a dirty whore\nBut it could have been much more\nThe only shot one single try\nCould you look me in the eye\nAnd tell me it was worth to die?