![](/cover/top-home/173739.jpg)
From One To Six Hundred Kilometers Songtext
Songtext powered by LyricFind
The most tender thing you've said to me
is that i suffer from paranoia
sometimes when i wish to kill
i count from one to six hundred kilometers
yet i fail to feel
i sail to sea
i fail to behave rationally
and i fail to grip
i fail to keep
"if i were able to hate
perhaps hatred would bring me relief
i ought to have a steel brow
and a heart of stone"
yet you failed to feel
you sailed to sea
you failed to embrace my insecurities
and i failed to grip
i failed to keep
i failed to think about me
i fail to think about me
is that i suffer from paranoia
sometimes when i wish to kill
i count from one to six hundred kilometers
yet i fail to feel
i sail to sea
i fail to behave rationally
and i fail to grip
i fail to keep
"if i were able to hate
perhaps hatred would bring me relief
i ought to have a steel brow
and a heart of stone"
yet you failed to feel
you sailed to sea
you failed to embrace my insecurities
and i failed to grip
i failed to keep
i failed to think about me
Songtext powered by LyricFind