One Morning Left Sweden Hockey Dreams
Take a look at my tired eye
While I'm alive, I'm still dying
Take a look at my sick eye
While I'm alive, I'm still dying
All the good times have been forgotten behind my failures
Where's my sight, I can't see through those whitened lies
No memories, no innocence in the night
I want to hide, far away as fast as I can
I want to run, far away as fast as I can
So far away
So far away as fast as I can
So far away as fast as I can
Take a look at my tired eye
While I'm alive, I'm still dying
Take a look at my sick eye
While I'm alive, I'm still dying
I found myself from the well, I scream my own name,
And no-one will answer, man in men, balls on the walls
