Text: Dark Age. Neurosis 404.
Impatient I am waiting now
For years have they promised the cure
I got a little different somehow
Nervous and a bit insecure
Everyday I face another disease
And with my self I stand here alone
There are things that make it hard to increase
The feelings that cannot be shown
For years have they promised the cure
I got a little different somehow
Nervous and a bit insecure
Everyday I face another disease
And with my self I stand here alone
There are things that make it hard to increase
The feelings that cannot be shown
Dark Age