Misery Songtext
von The Grit

I′ve got nothin to say to you, sight of your face, it fucks me off too
Don't care nothin bout the things that you do but - Youre still here.
Never listened to things that you say, don′t wanna go to work every day
All I wanna do is keep out of your way but - Youre still here.
And as we sit in the silence of our room, one of us might speak out.
Sometimes soon but I hope. Because - I like it that way.
We dont speak, cos our body is dead. We're even sleeping in different beds
I dont remember anything you ever said - But I need you here.