Текст песни Passenger - Brick Walls

Well we dance without our shoes,
 But there’s glass around our feet
 And we’d walk around the town,
 But we’re allergic to concrete
 We’d be stuffed to the gills
 But there’s nothing here to eat
 No, there’s nothing here to eat
 No, there’s nothing here to eat

Oh, well we’d love to rest our eyes
 But we hear the floor boards creek
 So, we lie with one eye open and
 Clutch knives between the sheets
 If there’s no rest for the wicked
 Well, then we’ll never get no sleep
 We’ll never get no sleep
 No, we’ll never get no sleep
 Oh, no…

‘Cause we’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention

We’re banging our head’s against brick walls
 And the walls are hard and our head’s are soft
 It’s a painful way to get attention
 It’s a painful way to get attention, no

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