Meanwhile, in a town a restless soul appeared. The creatures who lived there were struck with fear; "Who is it?", "What is it?" they rack their brains "Is it going to drain us propel its train?"
- Did you hear that? - What do you hear? - I hear footsteps. - Who is it? - What is it? - Is it a reptile? - Oh no! - Oh shit! - It doesn't look like a reptile... - You sure? - I'm sure - I'm sure too...
So you may ask me who the hell am I? Little one, little girl raised in town, I reply. Town full of dreams, Amazing things, But the poison brings All the lies and sins, You know?
It's caused by routine, the choir, the reptiles Spreading, spilling their poison on the sly. What they show us We look at, What they put on We hear, We soak up that poison They are waiting for cheer.
Passing shop windows selling reptile things, I saw those things before but warped up differently. Inside different frame, Under different name, They may even "be" different Reaming the same...
Just roaming around this very small, small town Like in a dream, but it's real; no doubt! I was here before, I saw that before! I know all of those things, I have seen them all.
One and two and three and four Shadows are dancing on the floor, Five six seven eight nine and ten Mine has gone but where and when?
- Where? - And when? - That's weird.. Usually vampires don't have shadows... - She's not a vampire you moron! - She's not a reptile either... - Who is she then!!??!!
I notice on the street two joyful cats Both were wearing shades and both were wearing hats, One with a head in clouds, giggling about a stroll The other looks kind of wily. I wonder where they go...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
