You always thought you were free from me, but now I'm coming to kill! I laugh in face of your tragedy, I hope you've written will. I've experienced so many lives before, but now my tomb is locked, its' nothing physical, it's just shell shock.
FACE ON YOUR KITCHEN FLOOR
I was born into poverty, I was so lucky to live, and anything that I ever had was something I had to give. I ceased to live for the plaugh through me, I'm buried under your feet! I've come here for vengeance, I've come to defeat.
Faces on Your Kitchen Floor
I'm staring at you as you turn around to see, my decaying mourning face in your morning tea! Many thanks for your hospitality, find my body burn my bones, disintegrate me!
Now fear is your only friend, do you wish you could be born again? False tears soon slide of your face while pressure barrows through your brain! There's nothing wrong, when you look through your soul 'cos you are searching for integrity, I'm just another form of your body's own entity!
For what you call an evil deed is nothing more than a sin, but when thoughts can materialise you have not a change to win!
Now for ever I'll be earthbound, I call it destiny, I'll never leave you only form of time, we have not eyes, that can see for what you call an evil deed is nothing more than a sin, but when thoughts can materialise you have not a change to win! I'm staring at you as you turn around to see, my decaying mourning face in your morning tea! Many thanks for your hospitality, find my body burn my bones, disintegrate me!
Faces, faces, faces, faces on the floor! Faces on the FloorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
