Lyrics Powderfinger

Powderfinger

Who Really Cares

Release me from this struggle to be free

Take my hand,lead me to the promised land of your love

Step outside of this superficial life

Put your pretty lips on mine

Kiss me one more time and I'm gone

Who really cares?

Who really knows?

About these agents of despair

and their thrown together prose

Release me from this struggle to be free

I'll break my plans

to be in the gentle hands of your love

When you're by my side in these superficial times

Put your little hand in mine

Kiss me one more time and I'm gone

Who really cares?

Who really knows?

About these agents of despair

and their thrown together prose

Let them have his head

He's harmless you know

Watch him let you down

and leave you hanging on a rope

I wont be fooled by your devious ways

Your ingenuine fears and your ingenuine pain

I look a wreck but somehow you look fine

You come to me

and ask me to ease our troubled mind

I won't be fooled again.....