Making Enemies
- 所属专辑：Up To Now
- 艺人：Snow Patrol
- 作词：Gary Lightbody
- 作曲：Gary Lightbody/Jonny Quinn/Mark McClelland
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim you know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting
We're just waiting
We're just waiting
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim you know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting
We're just waiting
We're just waiting
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years
We're just waiting for our man
To come through with a plan
Of how the hell we turn this 'round
And dig ourselves out of the ground
We don't really want to know
The things you claim to know
It could fall around our ears
Might not hurt for years and years