Monotonia - The Growlers

Nothing quite ever comes out right

When you try to say something clean

It’s hard to hide from the thrashing nights

Nobody cares about a junkie’s dream

More of a sucker than a fiend

It’s hard to turn down a smiling friend

When everything becomes a scene

You can’t make old dreams brand new again

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Un asesino lento

Sleep will get in the way most times

Dreams will lead you to the middle of nowhere

Still better hitch a ride on a dream

Than to rot with your thumb in the air

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Un asesino lento

Another cigarette, another stiff drink

Getting tired of the same things

Nobody needs another empty reason

Just some to believe in

Nothing quite ever comes out right

When you try to say something clean

It’s hard to hide from the thrashing nights

Nobody cares about a junkie’s dream

More of a sucker than a fiend

It’s hard to turn down a smiling friend

When everything becomes a scene

You can’t make old dreams brand new again

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Y la monotonía es un asesino lento

Un asesino lento

Asesino lento…