A Day’s Pay For A Day’s Work - Darkstar

And now I have the cats so much and touch what I am
That chose to sacrifice something else and I
I know the trouble days I'm ashamed I've known
Next who are you
Before the hurt of times steppin' in the pipe
Turn poses
Through the nice way back exposes
Up the all that glory
My so I won't call it
Sick and minutes are and wings go wild
Clocks to seconds four minutes I was and weeks go
And now that care so much for losing touch
What I know
Shows to sacrifice something else in life
Ten times poses
This roses
Up the all that glory
For me I'm so I hold on me
I still believe in words and I see
Now I fall to slow emotion
All the sleep approachings