Autokat

Seven years

Autokat


A broken man 
Without a glass 
Is with me now 

He's off his face 
Without a clue 
How peace got here 

Seven years too late 
I don't wanna know 
This heaven is too late 
I don't wanna know 

Gets up to leave 
From where he sat 
Looks to the door 

Gets to his feet 
Makes for beneath 
And hits the tiles