Besedila: Skunk Anansie. Sane.

Crack the head against the wall It's a never over 'til you've killed the manic expression one for all Stand too tall Terror skinned him to the bone He saw the liberia and liked to say I'd make it on my own My way home You keep me sane You keep me sane Save enough or suffer you Strong enough to see it through I wonder you Scratch the eyes enough to see All the misery has been around as I pretend to be Starve free