Paroles de Antique Bull

They say he has grace like any bull in a china shop (falling, what can you do) He walks in the room, counting time on his fingers (look at what's haunting you) We're messed up, cause you fucked up (seems like I never knew, how to lose you) Break in two I do now count your fingers Far from home you leave a trail See anymore? It was obvious By now you should know How can all get lost so far What are you looking for Break in two I do now count your fingers Far from home you leave a trail Seems like I never knew Tryin to get through I'll never, never let it pass on to Tryin to get old You'll never, never let it go out