Cosy Nothing, Moving Coffin Songtext
von Équipe de Foot

You′re not freezing
Well I am but you're not asking
You′ll keep on walking
And I won't but you're not asking
Why am I even whining?
Nobody asked me to be standing here
Would it be odd if was crawling
Maybe i′m drawling cause i′m not into talking
Try to convince myself
Time is not running
It's got no sneakers
And it′s not even sweating
It's got no sweatshirt
But i swear i′ve seen it sneaking
Are you ok with the fact that you won't know what will follow
Please send me a text when it comes to my own death
Try to convince myself


Life′s a never ending journey
I saw the news today
I never understand what they say
Bad script, lame actors
Not winning awards anyway
Are you ok with the fact that you won't know what will follow?
Anyone smart enough to tell it's gonna be tough?
Try to convince myself
Time is not a thing
But it′s long
It′s staring at me and I'm getting weak
I′m not that strong
I'll turn my days into a cosy nothing
Speak speak speak speak speak
Find relaxing lies
I guess a lot of brains before mine never found out why
We′re locked in a moving coffin