Col

Things of change, this time around
I’m on rocks I’m looking down
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here
You’re in spain and you walking free
I’m inside without the key
Feeling sick and angry toward you
Locked away, I’m going mad
I’m a fool, I’m so sad
I’m a fool I’ve been had
We planned a job
And you let me down
You made a run
I hit the ground
Can’t trust nobody, nobody no one
No one know you’re in spain and you walking free
I’m inside without the key
Feeling sick sick and angry
Locked away, I’m going mad
I’m a fool, I’m so sad
I’m a fool of been had
Things of change, this time around
I’m on rocks I’m looking down
I can see the whole the darkness 'round here