Stranger in Moscow
anxiously awaiting
furtively frustrating
endlessly parading down
all i feel is falling
clutching sky but stalling
when the past comes calling
will it seem appalling now
historypeats
flows through clean sheets
born to be broken
memory fades
from black to gray shades
born to be broken
we remember, this
all i know is over
look over your shoulder
though the nights are colder
still im growing older now
now
historypeats
flows through clean sheets
bron to broken
memory
Xcuse Me
Who do you think you are?
Why do you bother me like that?
This time you've gone to far
You're nothing but trouble
You're way out on thin ice
There's no doubt you'll never apologise
What the hell is going on?
Is it a real life masquerade?
You are always wrong,
with a bad attitude
It feels like I'm the bad one
But you'll melt down under the sun
I just wanna say…
Xcuse Me, well I'm so sorry
Xcuse Me, for being who I am
Xcuse Me, well I'm so sorry
Xcuse Me, if you don't understand
Xcuse Me, well I am who I am
Xcuse Me if you don't understand
It feels like I'm the bad one
But you'll melt down under the sun
I just wanna say…
Xcuse Me, well I'm so sorry
Xcuse Me, for being who I am
Xcuse Me, well I'm so sorry
Xcuse Me, if you don't understand
Well, Xcuse Me!