Текст: Bush. Razorblade Suitcase. Straight No Chaser.

Always be there, face I live with
Always be there, face I live with
Abscess memory with broken fingers
All the fallen down angels, raw pain distress

It's all in the way, we know that we could have it all
Some satellites of pain can't always be ignored

War on all sides, war on all sides

Drink life as it comes, straight no chaser
life as it comes, straight no chaser
Climb inside you, away from strangers
Building a system of alleys and motorways

It's all in the way we know that we could have it all
Some satellites of pain can't always be ignored
It's all in the face of what we thought we knew before

War on all sides, war on all sides
War on all sides, war on all sides

Keep on driving, hair left morning wet
There's nothin' like losing you
There's nothin' like losing you
There's nothin' like losing you
There's nothin' like losing you