Last bullet to spend
I must think twice before I give in
Sleep all of the time
No time for a fear
My love is with those who’s near
Victim less betrayer
All in all we belong
All in all we belong
All in all we belong
And it’s the quarry waiting for its glory waiting to die
And it’s the quarry waiting so long waiting tonight
And it’s the quarry waiting all his life for someone to lend him a hand
And it’s the quarry waiting for glory waiting to die
Bukowski still rocks
My head is aching of too much
Lack of human touch
Like sorrow seem high
I save from drowning all the time
So take my advice
All in all we become
All in all we become
we’ve been called
And it’s the quarry waiting for its glory waiting to die
And it’s the quarry waiting so long waiting tonight
And it’s the quarry waiting all his life for someone to lend him a hand
And it’s the quarry waiting for glory waiting to die
Lay down for the clown
Bow For his bullet of change
Some kind of revenge
All the lies that I told
All the lies that I told
All the lies that I told
And it’s the quarry waiting for its glory waiting to die
And it’s the quarry waiting so long waiting tonight
And it’s the quarry waiting all his life for someone to lend him a hand
And it’s the quarry waiting for glory waiting to die
and tomorrow he'll be gone...