I Surrender
T.V. Smith
Though the taste is sweet, there's no need to take it
Does it get me anywhere at all?
At all
Though we need sensation, defeat temptation
Or stay beating against the wall
The wall
Well, anyway
I surrender
I surrender
Who wouldn't take all they could get?
My room's full of machines, I got carried away with it all
It all
The cold facts are all I forget
To have is to be
To lose is never to have been at all
At all
Well, anyway
I surrender
I surrender
Hand me the white flag
Notes from the eye of the storm
We see straps and leather
Keeping bodies together and that's all
That's all
Another human life stillborn
Birds of a feather drop dead together
And that's all
That's all
Well, anyway
I surrender
I surrender