There is no victory when you're a stool with a desolate scent The air is low It'll feed from the swamp that you'll soon become In denial there is no end Every monkey must transcend
When you think you're all dried up Bright waves of heat will take what's left So, hide yourself from the sun After you melt
Why is there such a place where you're born with a sentence of death? The mood is dense I can feel it from a mile away In denial there will be light Just a second, no there won't!
When you think you're all dried up Bright waves of heat will take what's left So, hide yourself from the sun After you melt
As a child, his fingertips were turning blue Plastic nightmare: he realized that he was a jewel Understated misery is what he needs to feel alive
When you think you're all dried up Bright waves of heat will take what's left Hide your smile
Under the ray of light you still convince yourself to dance Stinks like fungus even if you're bone and slime The burning fuzz won't stop your howlsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
