Текст песни Fitzgerald Patrik - Drifting Towards Violence
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Dear mother. Dear father.Can you answer some questionsThey`re stealing my friendsLike they broke all my toysTaking my freedom. Crushing my hope.I asked for some stringAnd they gave me some ropeand now I`m drifting towards violenceDrifting towards violence againDrifting towards violenceDrifting towards violenceDear mother. Dear fatherCan you answer some questionsI`ve tried to find freedomAnd I`ve tried to find truthBut I cannot see reasonI cannot see logicAnd I cannot break awayFrom the turmoil of my youthAnd now I`m drifting towards violenceDrifting towards violence againDrifting towards violenceDrifting towards violenceDear mother. Dear fatherMany thanks for your presentThough I couldn`t but resentWhen I removed the wrappingIt wasn`t what I wantedThough he workedFor a short timeTo take my mind awayFrom the production lineDear mother. Dear fatherCan you answer some questionsI`ve tried to find reasonAnd I`ve tried to find truthBut I cannot see reasonI cannot see logicAnd I cannot break awayFrom the turmoil of my youthAnd now I`mDrifting towards violenceDrifting towards violence againDrifting towards violenceDrifting towards violence