Gotthard
Nothing Left At All

Hey man, the story's getting old
Big lies, they always have been told
But right now you face another man
This time I turn the page around
No rhyme, no reason to be found
Why should I play the fool again

I keep on running in circles
In a crazy human race that never ends
I was never taking more than I needed
Always standing at the end of the line
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
But it's hard to keep playing the part
When there's nothing left at all

How come we always run for more
The rich is stealing from the poor
How come we're never satisfied
Don't know what I'm afraid to loose
Somehow I'm not allowed to choose
God knows I've never really tried

And Still we running in circles
In a crazy human race that never ends
I was never taking more than I needed
Always standing at the end of the line
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
But it's hard to keep playing the part
When there's nothing left at all


Hey man, the story's getting old
Big lies, they always have been told
But right now you face another man

I keep on running in circles
In a crazy human race that never ends
I was never taking more than I needed
Always standing at the end of the line
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
But it's hard to keep playing the part
When there's nothing left at all



Mirror lyrics:


When there's nothing left at all
But it's hard to keep playing the part
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
Always standing at the end of the line
I was never taking more than I needed
In a crazy human race that never ends
I keep on running in circles

But right now you face another man
Big lies, they always have been told
Hey man, the story's getting old


When there's nothing left at all
But it's hard to keep playing the part
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
Always standing at the end of the line
I was never taking more than I needed
In a crazy human race that never ends
And Still we running in circles

God knows I've never really tried
Somehow I'm not allowed to choose
Don't know what I'm afraid to loose
How come we're never satisfied
The rich is stealing from the poor
How come we always run for more

When there's nothing left at all
But it's hard to keep playing the part
Waiting for my turn to succeed it
Always standing at the end of the line
I was never taking more than I needed
In a crazy human race that never ends
I keep on running in circles

Why should I play the fool again
No rhyme, no reason to be found
This time I turn the page around
But right now you face another man
Big lies, they always have been told
Hey man, the story's getting old


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