Текст песни Semisonic - The Prize
Semisonic - The Prize слова песни
The night of a thousand versesOne thousand friends said have you heardWhat we expectedWe are all working late andWaiting to win a prize we dont deserveAnd live to collect itCant you see Im wearyMaybe this news can waitThe night of a thousand versesOne thousand strivers strain to hearA voice thats left usAnd the magazines still have to sell usTwelve mastergeniuses a yearIts all so shamelessCant you see Im wearyMaybe this news can waitCant you see Im blurryMaybe this news can waitMaybe there was a message in itI dont know where you hid itMaybe there was a piece that will fitI dont know where to fit itTell me what kind of prize can you getWhere you dont want to win it? Cant you see Im wearyMaybe this news can waitCant you see Im blurryMaybe this blues can wait.