enhake Follow

Quartet for Clarinet in A, Violin, Violincello, and Piano - Peter Schickele - III. Slow lyrics

Then I see them and they can't remember my name
I guess I'm just like them, I guess I'm just a bore
I could hate them but I've never done that before
I've got lots of good friends, I don't need any more

And sometimes when you lie to me, sometimes I'll lie to you
And there isn't a thing you could possibly do
All these half destroyed lives aren't as bad as they seem
And then I see blood and I hear people scream
Then I wake up and it's just another bad dream

And I can't help myself by feeling sorry
Because I gave up every chance I had
It's not a movement, it's just another fad
Like a cry for help in a world gone mad

Then I see them and they can't remember my name
I guess I'm just like them, I guess I'm just a bore

Correct these lyrics

Comments on Quartet for Clarinet in A, Violin, Violincello, and Piano - Peter Schickele - III. Slow

Submit your thoughts

These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.

© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (enhake) which produced the music or artwork. Details



All Artists A-Z

Elsewhere



© might belong to the performers or owners of the songs. Lyrics may be used for private study, scholarship or academic research only.
In accordance to the Digital Millenium Copyright Act, publishers may ask to have specific lyrics removed.
This is a non-commercial site. We are not selling anything. Details
Lyricszoo content, design, layout © 2024 Lyricszoo.