Texty písní Peter Broderick

Peter Broderick

Everything I Know

Every time I've seen writing on the wall

Those rooms with a sink and a stall

I never liked it

I never liked it at all

Unconsciously I made myself a vow

Unconsciously I never thought of now

What I never thought I'd do

I'm gonna do it and then take a bow

Only thing I know

Everything I know is small

Yeah the only thing I know

Everything I know is small

There's a metal door in front of me

Words in black marker, one two three

As usual I don't like it

Still I can't help but agree

It's true but it's incomplete

I grab my pen and try to be discreet

Another one of my little battles

That just ended in defeat

Only thing I know

Everything I know small

Yes the only thing I know

Everything I know is small

Only thing I know

Everything I know is small

Yeah the only thing I know

Everything I know is small

And when you've been behind so long

Catching up just seems impossible

Because the way you go

It is the only way you know

And so rather than find a new path

You just stick to the one you're on

Even though you know

Even though you know

Even though you know

It's wrong