Portishead — Threads

Слушать Portishead — Threads

Текст Portishead — Threads

Better, if I could find
The words to say
Whenever I take a choice
It turns away

I’m worn
Tired of my mind
I’m worn out
Thinking of why
I’m always so unsure

I battle my thoughts
I find, I can’t explain
I’ve traveled so far
But somehow feel the same

I’m worn, tired of my mind
I’m worn out, thinking of why
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!

I’m worn, tired of my mind
I’m worn out, thinking of why
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!
I’m always so unsure!

When, where, will I sleep
Why am I not in all I got?
I can’t find no one to blame

Stand, stand, damned one
Damned one!
Damned one!
Damned one!
I am one!
Damned!
One!
Where do I go?