Paroles de Nobody Complains But Me

What could be better Than losing another battle But this time being for sure To end up lying in the ground? What could we better Than never having to worry About what has to be done next Just to make my bitter thoughts perform? Losing is not always easy It takes some guts to lay yourself down And expose your stomach To the vicious teeth of a growling dog Winning is nothing If the outcome is always the same There is nothing left in my pockets There is nothing left of my disgraceful name Everybody looks for a purpose Even if they are looking for room to breathe Nobody complains about living Nobody complains but me I had the rest of my well-planned life Written on the walls of my well-built house But today my big house caught on fire And the word of my life burned in the flames