Текст песни catch - Pity The Man
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The alarm is set for nine; he hopes the morning will be fine.Slips a pill onto his tongue and tries to empty out his mind.Of all the devils that live there.He awakes at ten to twelve. Feels a little bit unwell.He dreamt that life is just a dream we awaken from ourselves.So he draws back the custom.Pity the man who eats alone at tables set for two.Pity the man out on his own - for that man could be you.Pity the man who sleeps alone - for that man could be you.Sun is scattered through the room. Dust settles pretty soonAs his keys and money hide. Hi struggles hard to findThe time he`s losingSo he runs and slams the door. His possessions on the floor.This sacrifice he makes - his freedom for a doleHe never made.