Paroles de Lost

You feel stoned Fighting your way through the crowd Talking loud to everyone "Tell me who I am" Matters of great consequence Plans with lack of consistence Everything can slide Everyone can slide Matters of great consequence You feel stoned Fighting your way through the crowd Talking loud to everyone "Tell me who I am" You're not won Walking down the underground Running after your own dawn "Is this a real way out?" Matters of great consequence Plans with lack of consistence Everything can slide Everyone can slide