Quota

We're born in a blue swamp
Mourning for someone to pull us along
Is he the one meant to be
Or it's a macadam story
We're born in a blue swamp
Mourning for someone to pull us along
Is he the one meant to be
Or it's a macadam story
There's no quota for knowing others
Everyone's just a traitor
Killing time in their favour
Killing time in their favour
There's no quota for trusting others
Everyone's just a traitor
Killing time in their favour
Killing time in their favour
We're born in a blue swamp
Mourning for someone to pull us along
Is he the one meant to be
Or it's a macadam story
We're born in a blue swamp
Mourning for someone to pull us along
Is he the one meant to be
Or it's a macadam story
Killing time is their new crime
Killing time is their new crime