Manillo - Man

I got my eyes on the pillow, can’t get to sleep

All is Manillo, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm

I can’t move a leg and I can’t move an arm

And I can’t understand what’s doing me harm

And the lonely pain grips your weary soul

And goes on and on, on and on and on

Can’t call my, woman, no comfort nor love

A man with no face is crushing the dove

I’m leaving this sphere, it’s all out of time

A strange kind of fear some weird design

And the lonely pain grips your weary soul

And goes on and on, on and on and on