Текст песни The Church - Fog
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Don`t even try reading my mind againIt`s the second time I`ve caught youRummaging around in my headI know what you`re after yeahAnd I`ve hidden it where you will never lookI know you like to remember things that never happenedI don`t like driving in this fogI don`t like struggling in this webAnd if I ever wake upAs if you`ll ever wake upThe people in here are getting hungry againThey hunger for something intangibleSomething even you can`t provideIt hurts to think that in a hundred yearsWe`ll all just be microficheOur names and the names of our songsCataloged and filed awayI don`t like driving in this fogI don`t like struggling in this webAnd if I ever wake upAs if you`ll ever wake upDidn`t think I felt so emptyEmptiness can feel so goodI see the perfect life is the life of a treeYeah the life of a tree is the life for meBut you chop me up for woodDon`t ever try reading my mind againIt`s the second time I`ve caught you rummagingAround in my headI don`t like driving in this fogI don`t like struggling in this webAnd if I ever wake upAs if you`ll ever wake up again