Placebo - Waiting For The Son Of Man Lyrics
Patience comes to the ugly, not meLaughter comes to the lucky, not mePeople in my head that wont stop talkingNothing in my dream that isnt creepy crawlingWalking in the park and I think that Im fallingSwimming in the sea and I think illYou guessed itOnly lifeguardsOnly lifeguardsPacking all the time ? ?Can save meWaitingWaitingWaitingFor the son of manFor the son of manPatience comes to the ugly, not meConcentration comes to the ugly, not meNothing on the box that hasnt been bornNo-one in the street that isnt oldDriving in the car and I think that Im crashingSwimming in the sea and I think that illYou guessed itOnly lifeguardsOnly lifeguardsPacking all the timeCan save meWaitingWaitingWaitingFor the son of manFor the son of man