Lletres: Portishead. Live: Roseland NYC (Live). Roads.

Oh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight?
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say

How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel, this wrong?

Storm
In the morning light
I feel, no more
Can I say frozen to myself?

I get nobody on my side
And surely that ain't right
Surely that ain't right

Oh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight?
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say

How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel, this wrong?

How can it feel this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel, this wrong?

Oh, can't anybody see
We've got a war to fight?
Never found our way
Regardless of what they say

How can it feel, this wrong
From this moment?
How can it feel, this wrong?