Feel so low some days
And only I can taste
Resent security
Obscuring all I seeIn my mind, in my mouth, in my soul
Only you provide these symptoms that I showI could go out in style
Go back from where I came
But luck sees to us all
And rarely plays the gameIn my mind, in my mouth, in my soul
Only you provide these symptoms that I showWe've seen it all through many years of lonesome hell
Back to a place where we all terminate, we terminateIt's in my mind, it's in my mouth, it's in my soul
Only you provide these symptoms that I showIt's in my mind, it's in my mouth, it's in my soul
Only you provide these symptoms that I showIt's in my mind, it's in my mouth, it's in my soul
Only you provide these symptoms that I showIt's in my mouth
Songwriters
MACKINTOSH, GREGORY JOHN / HOLMES, NICHOLAS JOHNPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group