Songtexte: Powderfinger. Internationalist. Over My Head.

(Middleton)
A combination of the two wort ideals that you might have
well don't complain when you just concede, there's nothing left for you
it's sad to think that it's all gone over my head
i like to think it was easy not to have said
it's sad to think it all went over my head
i liked to think it was easy not to have said
look up, there's another place where you might just have come from

hold me down there is nothing to i've been spent around here
it's sad to think that it's all gone over my head
i like to think it was easy not to have said
it's sad to think it all went over my head
i liked to think it was easy not to have said