Текст песни Porcupine Tree — Waiting

Waiting… to be born again

Wanting… the saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day when I will crawl away

Nothing is what I feel
Waiting… for the drugs to make it real
Waiting… for the day when I will crawl away

Waiting… to be disciplined
Aching… for your nails across my skin
Waiting… for the day when I will crawl away

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