Pale Horse - The Smashing Pumpkins

If I was listen to I’d turn back

Give up on my reasons

Forgive up the past

You think I’d swallow that?

Bearing weight in ceilings

Just to stop and ask of Thora Zine

Thora Zine, Thora Zine, Thora Zine

They give you this

They take away that

Thora Zine

There’ll be no others

There’ll be no long lost friends

Empty on the insides

Empty of a last pretense

To stand by on feeling of the end

So many lives

A runaway life

So many lies

When they locked you up they shut me out

Gave me the key so I could ahow you round

You were not allowed

Omens of the daydream

But caught as you’re bound in Thora Zine

Thora Zine, Thora Zine, Thora Zine

They give you this

They take away that

Thora Zine

There’ll be no rallies

There’ll be no long lost friends

Caught on a spotlight running out of present tense

To fix by an feeling of an end

So many lives

A runaway life

Please come back

Please come back

Please come back pale horse