The two of us we coexist
And it all comes down to this
All mistakes and chances missed
And it all comes down to this
Waiting on the train is near
Destruction is right here
All the loss, and all the fear
Losing to yourself is clear
From the dream of life, to this
Awake to find that death exists
In utero and morning bliss
And it all comes down to this
A schedule of accounts to bear
Hey waiter, there's nothing there
No warm and tender prayer
Can save your golden hair
A sad reflection lying there
The dream of life could disappear
Cold to the words only you can hear
On the platform full of tears
Distinction on the tracks
Why wait for night to call you
When days and days apall you
All comes down to this
It all comes down to this
A Certain Ratio - All Comes Down to This Lyrics
A Certain Ratio - All Comes Down to This Lyrics
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The two of us we coexist
And it all comes down to this
All mistakes and chances missed
And it all comes down to this
Waiting on the train is near
Destruction is right here
All the loss, and all the fear
Losing to yourself is clear
From the dream of life, to this
Awake to find that death exists
In utero and morning bliss
And it all comes down to this
A schedule of accounts to bear
Hey waiter, there's nothing there
No warm and tender prayer
Can save your golden hair
A sad reflection lying there
The dream of life could disappear
Cold to the words only you can hear
On the platform full of tears
Distinction on the tracks
Why wait for night to call you
When days and days apall you
All comes down to this
It all comes down to this
And it all comes down to this
All mistakes and chances missed
And it all comes down to this
Waiting on the train is near
Destruction is right here
All the loss, and all the fear
Losing to yourself is clear
From the dream of life, to this
Awake to find that death exists
In utero and morning bliss
And it all comes down to this
A schedule of accounts to bear
Hey waiter, there's nothing there
No warm and tender prayer
Can save your golden hair
A sad reflection lying there
The dream of life could disappear
Cold to the words only you can hear
On the platform full of tears
Distinction on the tracks
Why wait for night to call you
When days and days apall you
All comes down to this
It all comes down to this
Writer: Donald George Johnson, Jeremy Edward Simon Kerr, Martin Richard Moscrop
Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited
Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited