Текст песни Ciscandra Nostalghia - The Fortress

I'm wide awake it's morning time
I feel myself as though I've died
I can't recall the things I said
Who gives a damn, who gives a shit

It's morning time.

Sun is setting in the west
Best put on your Sunday dress
Noone knows which church to pray
Noone knows what food to give away

It's not mine, it's not it's not mine
It's not mine, it's all it's all mine

I was a queen when you were king
I still feel all the saddest things
The way they line up just to die
Still brings teardrops to my eyes

Children say the damnedest things
You help them with their wedding rings
And who'd you marry, who do you love
Did they fit you like a glove?

I get lost just to get found
They ask for thin, you give them round
How many on their dying day
Got on knees just to give prayer

And I am giving you all that I see!
Give you all that I believe!
Nothing power, not for free
They say they give you what you need.