First, let's start with a catastrophy A deceiving yet gentle disharmony When silence turns into an odyssey A hazardous flight through anatomy And the listener starts thinking "Is this where I want to be Is not this music luring and pulling me Deep down into a space where I have no ability To withstand unconsciousness and futility"
It makes him feel oh so tender It makes him feel oh so soft It makes him curl up inside And spend all the love that he never got
Second, when we are done with the cowardly Who evidently had no shred of dignity We start with the naked and foolhardy And force him to utter addictively "Why is my God lying and cheating me? Is there no end to this forcefed hypocrisy? Is it I or he who has got the best of me? That is served with this religious monogamy"
It makes him feel oh so tender It maked him feel oh so soft It makes him curl up inside And spend all the love he never got
(This is how the slightest disharmony turns into a lucid disharmony)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
