Waiting For The Son Of Man — Placebo

Patience comes to the ugly, not me laughter comes to the lucky, not me people in my head that won't stop talking nothing in my dream that isn't creepy crawling

Walking in the park and I think that i'm falling swimming in the sea and I think i'll you guessed it only lifeguards only lifeguards packing all the time ?? can save me

waiting waiting waiting for the son of man for the son of man

Patience comes to the ugly, not me concentration comes to the ugly, not me nothing on the box that hasn't been born no-one in the street that isn't old

Driving in the car and I think that i'm crashing swimming in the Sea and I think that i'll you guessed it only lifeguards only lifeguards packing all the time can save me

waiting waiting waiting for the son of man for the son of man