Coping — текст песни (Blur)

Primal, evil what am i

Tongue-tied til the day I die

Theres no love made mermaids

Its just distraction or so they



And Im too tired to care about it

Cant you see this in my face, my face



When I feel this strange can I go through this again?

When I feel this strange can I go through this again?



Its a sorry state youre getting in

The same excuse is wearing thin

Theres no self control left in me

What was not will never will be



And Im too tired to care about it

Cant you see this in my face, my face



When I feel this strange can I go through this again?

When I feel this strange can I go through this again?

(....or am I just coping? )



And Im too tired to care about it

Cant you see this in my face

The emphisis on coping

Cant you see this in my face, my face



When I feel this strange can I go through this again?

When I feel this strange can I go through this again? (x2)

(can I be dreaming? ...or am I just coping? )