Father said that this world isn't for me I tried to pray for a new reality "So come to me, we can change the night into day." A tied up moth seemed to know a different way Don't remember it Don't return to it
Oh, father tore out the umbilical cord There's nothing left in the bottle keeping me scored We'll abandon the scenery in the Don't remember it Don't return to it Rear-view mirror
A petty line of white noise Pack up your bags and throw out the toys Three strikes and "Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come from the gramophone A vivisection of me Yielded the start of a mystery Say "Hello! Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come from the gramophone
God returned with the moth chained to his hand "There's so many things that you'll never understand... So come to me, we can change night into day. You'll hold my hand so you never go astray."
God devoured that of father
A spider preaching with poison on its lips "To get out of here is to promise me a kiss" The abandonment of scenery in the Mind of mother Don't remember it Don't return to it
So, with advice of the dead And with a halo over my head At last "Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come all alone A vivisection of me Done by god for all to see Say "Hello! Honey, I'm home!" Three voices come all alone A vivisection of me Done by god for all to see A vivisection of me Done by god for all to seeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
