Waldemar Sorychta - Eléanor lyrics

Underneath the mask you've buried yourself into It's coal-black I am tired of the gulping that you do Every day a new face What if I unscrew Your own identity Wouldn't you guess there's nothing left of you? The quicksand of life drags us Down into the circle One day, one day we might not catch you I feel sorry for what you try to do Breaking others down to try and to pursue Your own selfish interests I am starting to get sick of you Whatever happened ever since you left You make yourself and me look like fools Whatever happened ever since you left (x4)