22 Hours of Darkness Songtext
von The Ike Reilly Assassination

Do you think that maybe love is not enough?
Do you think that maybe drugs are not enough?
Do you think that maybe flesh is not enough?
Do you think that maybe this is just your life?


And your teachers don't believe you
And your family, they'll deceive you
And the friends that you rely on
All the train tracks that you lie on
Playing chicken with the locomotives
Screaming down the line
And your clothes are just a mess
And your songs, they dont make sense
There's no rhythm in the chorus
Since you quit the team, you bore us
No one's ever going to pay to hear
What goes on in your mind
And your mother, she's the lover
And your sister's like your mother
And your brother's like an uncle
From the navy or marine core
Hands-on disciplined with passion
On a mercenary mission
And they never liked your music
Or your books and how they used them
And your father's just a landlord
Threw your things out in the lawn

Do you think that maybe love is not enough?
Do you think that maybe the drugs are not enough?
Do you think that maybe flesh is not enough?
Do you think that maybe this is just your life?
And you think you need some more time in the night

Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness and two of light
Like 22 hours of darkness, 22 hours of darkness
22 hours of darkness and two of light


This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life
This is the life