My Heroics, Part One - Absynthe Minded

Enough said, the make-shift

Is a comfortable chair

Sit back and i’ll tell you

You’re living in fear

And I don’t know

Why you talk so rough

Why should I be Not sure of myself

My intentions

They are crystal clear

I wanna pay my duty

To your daddy dear

Hold on to your decency

I’ll make you whole

And you’ll be free

Isn’t it always so?

The story is unfold, at least

You got a different role

And now you gotta quit

The scene

I favour your flavour

I’m confronting you

You stroke a bad patch

With the man who has you

And baby won’t you

Consider me

I’ll make you whole

And you’ll be free

And we’re driving around

On a Saturday night

The feelings I have

Everything’s in sight

And baby won’t you

Consider me

I’ll make you whole

And you’ll be free

Isn’t it always so?

The story is unfold, at least

You got a different role

And now you gotta quit

The scene

Isn’t it always so?

The story is unfold, at least

You got a different role

And now you gotta quit

The scene

Isn’t it always so?

The story is unfold, at least

You got a different role

And now you gotta quit

The scene