P. S. — текст песни (james)

Youre a weapon of devotion

Keep the faithful entertained

Youre a lover of attention

Found a way to pawn the soul

Disposition may be fetching

But the world moves on and leaves you far behind



I hear you, I hear you, whispering such gorgeous stories

I see you, I see you, trying to break free

You liar, you liar, you cant live the dreams youre spinning

You liar, love to be deceived



Youre falling, youre falling, falling from your god-like distance

Youre fashion, just fashion, fashion doesnt keep

Youre sour, so sour, all is hope and trust is misplaced

Youre sour, now you are alone



Walking on fire, feel the way the worlds inclining

Walking on fire, hate to deceive

Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance

Walking on fire, you rather than me



My son says, dear father, what did you do when the world turned over

Keep spinning, keep spinning, send us off to sleep

You liar, you liar, all your words are just dust in moonshine

You liar, love to be deceived



Walking on fire, found a place away from humans

Walking on fire, hate to deceive

Walking on fire, now the world will keep its distance

Walking on fire, you rather than me