Zig Zag Songtext
von Public Memory

This mother′s den is running opened
Where I get judgement from a laughing shill

This author's pen is breaking upwards
No way to play it like I don′t want you


The situation calls for earnest
But I imagine it'd be complex
In little time when I fault patience
From the corners where you don't expect

Throw it away in the night I forfeit fate
Then let him promise that he may as well have it
You′ll get the nation to come back out
The kind of shame I′m taught to bear