Paroles de Poor Boy

poor boy
why don't you try getting water?
poor boy
why don't you try getting sleep?
I think if one of us is going to suffer
why shouldn't it be me?

poor boy
your wife is in hard labor
the rhythm you know
is pulsing and drifting to the grave
when you come too
you'll be asking yourself just one question
was I always this way?
was I always this way?

think back a year
when everything stood at the surface
a bandage you cut because you don't know what swims under me

hold tight
the bondage of this life is slipping
why shouldn't it be me?
why shouldn't it be me?

when I come back think back

poor boy
life is in hard labor
go buy flowers you'll leave on its grave
then with the goal of movement
now one this is different
you don't want to change
I don't want to change