The Change
Sam Fender
Every night he spit's a paradigm
Just an old and blurry vision
Disregard the facts on bolden stars
Longs to see in disillusion
No, your God won't wave a magic wand
Two of us are damned and devilled
Nothing changes
Cold man is standing at your door
Not a change here
Cold man is standing at your door
Out of there completely unaware
It’ll leave ya standing at the door
And if you don't see
It'll leave ya standing at the door
And if you don’t see
It'll leave ya standing at the door