Текст (слова) песни: Blues Traveler - Fallible

Music: Chan Kinchla
Lyrics: John Popper

With an air of indignation
Smiles a painted porcelain face
And were supposed to trust this
Decorum has its place
But you and I beyond that
With a question I might ask
How suddenly the smile doth crack
When we slip beneath the mask

And theyre fallible
Yeah theyre fallible
And we hold up a mirror
And we hate what we see
And we keep on trekking westward
Infallibly

God I wanna touch you
In the place you wanna hide
Dare you to come after me
Commit my "narcisside"
Punishing the guilty
Was never the intent
I just busted out of prison baby
Thats really where I went

And Im fallible
Yeah Im fallible
And we hold up a mirror
And we hate what we see
And we keep on trekking westward
Infallibly

In the name of all the power
Thats centered in your hand
If you crave some revolution
Take possession of your stand
Its the only one youll get to make
In a moment come and gone
So do your best to stay awake
And own the path youre on

Cause youre fallible
Yeah youre fallible
And we hold up a mirror
And we hate what we see
And we keep on trekking westward
Infallibly

Infallibly

... Forgiving nothing
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Crash Burn
Fallible
Freedom
Hook
Just Wait
Look Around
Price To Pay
Run-Around
Stand
The Mountains Win Again