Drunk on words whose authorship I deny,
On the trail of something never to be found, howling, baying at all that can never be.
I have given my love to all the wrong things,
Can only be stupid,
Can only be denied.
Drunk on words whose authorship I deny,
On the trail of something never to be found, howling, baying at all that can never be.
I have given my love to all the wrong things,
Can only be stupid,
Can only be denied.