Placebo - Waiting For The Son Of Man

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Patience comes to the ugly, but not me.
Laughter comes to the lucky, but 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 Life guards,
Only Life guards
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, but not me.
Concentration comes to the Ugly, but not me.
Nothing on the box that hasn't been born, no one on the street that isnt old.
Driving in the car and I thinking that I'm crashing,
Swimming in the sea and I think I'll-
You Guessed It.

Only Life guards,
only Lifeguards,
Packin' all the time,
Can save me.

Waiting, waiting,
Waiting-
For he Son of Man.
For the Son-
of Man.