Songtext:
at the end of the day
when the noises die down
and i'm left on my kness
on the ground that i pound
and with only the sounds in my brain
a non-linear frangmented soul
in an ocean of info clinging on to its woes
as the darkness becomes visible
you'll be alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses
i need much more than my name on the door
a company car and the rules from the board
and a favours for favours routine
i'm taking a stand from standing in line
im sick of the sickness i'm serious this time
i'm burning to break free
cause its alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses
oh(repeat)
oh its alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses (repeat chorus)
when the noises die down
and i'm left on my kness
on the ground that i pound
and with only the sounds in my brain
a non-linear frangmented soul
in an ocean of info clinging on to its woes
as the darkness becomes visible
you'll be alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses
i need much more than my name on the door
a company car and the rules from the board
and a favours for favours routine
i'm taking a stand from standing in line
im sick of the sickness i'm serious this time
i'm burning to break free
cause its alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses
oh(repeat)
oh its alright
if your soul less
it turns out nice
and comes of roses (repeat chorus)
