Текст песни Placebo - The Extra
Placebo - The Extra слова песни
I try everydayTo think of something deep to sayCause I would like to find the wordsThat deserve to be heardSounds like words are out of styleSilence beckons down the murder mileI’ll keep on talking to the handIn a language I don’t understandIf I am an extra in the film of my own lifeThen who the hell is the directorIf I am an extra in the film of my own lifeThen would someone please turn of the camera’sAnd show me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveI try every nightNot to argue not to fuss and fightBut there’s a right in my headStreets are bleeding in democracy it's deathLet’s fight until the end of daysLet’s destroy and let’s devastateWe keep on talking to the handIn a language we don’t understandIf I am an extra in the film of my own lifeThen who the hell is the directorIf I am an extra in the film of my own lifeThen would someone please turn of the camera’sAnd show me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveShow me how to liveI try everydayTo think of something deep to say