歌詞

You started a work that could make you rich or poor

When you wake up early in the morning I'm only sleeping

You’re waiting for a man who has nothing

One hundred twenty-six dollars in his hand

You started a work that could make someone pleased

You are chosen, but you can’t choose

Your body and soul are also decaying

You can't buy back youth with easy money

Work to show

Work to show

Work to show what people want to see

Work to touch

Work to touch

Work to touch what you hate to see

Work to show

Work to show

Work to show what people want to see

Work to touch

Work to touch

Work to touch what you hate to see

If I could say I need you

Could you give me anything I need?

If I could say I Iove you

Could you say I’m the only one you love

I’m the only one you love?

You started a work that could make me sad

But it’s all right

When you stay up late in the morning

I'm only bleeding