Tekstovi: Kamchatka. Volume III. Guess I'll Be Leaving.

I've come down from the high
Kissed my dreams goodbye
So I guess I'll be leaving soon

My luck has run dry
And I can't figure why
So I guess I'll be leaving soon

I hardly got by
No matter how hard I tried
So I guess I'll be leaving soon

And I've been living this lie
That's starting to putrify
So I guess I'll be leaving soon

As I can no longer rely
On what meets my eye
Well, I guess I'll be leaving soon

As I can no longer deny
I do not qualify
Well, I guess I'll be leaving soon

Since there's nothing more to tie
Me to this world, I testify
I will be leaving soon

And when you pull the switch to let me fry
Relief will fill my last sigh
And the date I'll be leaving is set soon

Guess I'll be leaving
Guess I'll be leaving
Guess I'll be leaving soon

I've come down from the high
Kissed my dreams goodbye
So I guess I'll be leaving soon


(Thanks to Hangman's Guild for these lyrics)