State Of The Ark cover

The Others Paroles

The Ark

Album State Of The Ark

Paroles de The Others

I'm getting sick
Of you calling it ”chic”
To describe what is that I am
when I know that I'm damned,
cause I got no own place to go
I'm getting sick and tired
You say you know my kind
But I'm a one of a kind
I'm blind leading blind
Cause we got no own place to go

But we're the pounding of the drums
We're your next-door neighbour
You sure must have known
You got nowhere to go

The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The In-Lovers, Oh-oh-Oh!


I'm building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as ”the others”
Working under covers
of love Know You're fucked-up, nowhere to go

Hear the pounding of the drums
from your next-door-neighbour

You sure must have known
You got nowhere to go

The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The Others, O-oh-Oh!
The In-Lovers, O-oh-Oh!

I'm building an army of misplaced lovers
Known as ”the others”
Working under covers
The Others...