The Spectator Songtext
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The Spectator Songtext
It was a small dirty town in east
The afternoon winds down
As I sit drinking with my dad
Maybe later that night things would look better
Maybe later that night I will find myself
I flop down on the bed
Look up the ceiling
Among the cracks I make out my life It was a smelly dirty town in east
I watch my face in the mirror and I think
I should spit on his phoney face
Maybe later that night I will find myself
I flop down on the bed
Look up the ceiling
Among the cracks I make out my life
The afternoon winds down
As I sit drinking with my dad
Maybe later that night things would look better
Maybe later that night I will find myself
I flop down on the bed
Look up the ceiling
Among the cracks I make out my life It was a smelly dirty town in east
I watch my face in the mirror and I think
I should spit on his phoney face
Maybe later that night I will find myself
I flop down on the bed
Look up the ceiling
Among the cracks I make out my life
Writer(s): Alessandro Zanetti, Daniele Pedrollo, Enrico Gastaldo, Massimo Dalla Valle, Michele Montanari Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com