Some Don't Make It Through the Haze Songtext
von Niccokick

The man to his lover said, - I have to kill my brother cause of jealousy
And a sister to another - I don′t even bother if you set me free
And a girl from where I live never think about anything else than how she looks
Me, I ain't to clever so I′ll just stick to all these best-seller-books

In other parts of the world people cry until they die
Life is short
And I know a man who put a gun to his head
Tired of everything, he shot himself dead

Yeah, he shot himself dead

We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We're told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze

Some don′t make it through the haze


A boy with no shoes on, looked at me and said, - gruesome
I saw pain in his eyes
A girlfriend to a film star said, - I′ve always thought that you'd go far
I can deal with your lies

(You lie)

...with your lies

We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We′re told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze

We learn by our mothers, - stick to your brothers
But we go different ways
We′re told by our fathers, - Get rid of things that bothers
Some don't make it through the haze

Yeah, right through the haze