Col - Dave Lee

Things of change, this time around

I’m on rocks I’m looking down

And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here

You’re in spain and you walking free

I’m inside without the key

Feeling sick and angry toward you

Locked away, I’m going mad

I’m a fool, I’m so sad

I’m a fool I’ve been had

We planned a job

And you let me down

You made a run

I hit the ground

Can’t trust nobody, nobody no one

No one know you’re in spain and you walking free

I’m inside without the key

Feeling sick sick and angry

Locked away, I’m going mad

I’m a fool, I’m so sad

I’m a fool of been had

Things of change, this time around

I’m on rocks I’m looking down

I can see the whole the darkness 'round here