“And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, That struts and gets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by and idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing." - William Shakespeare
Stare into my Kodak Rome Jack-Hammer ice eyes I never thought you'd see The asphalt crack, crack, crack Like black eggshell
Don't ever say I never warned You from the start Don't ever say I never warned You from the start You're not a shovel And I'm not your dirt
Is there anyway to unswallow My pride? Can I fuck myself down? Why die. When you can kill the father? Dad is missing an 'e'
No Macbeth Confessed Oedipus, No longer present tense No Macbeth Confessed Oedipus, No longer present tense
No no no no no reason No no no no no reason No no no no no reason
High and overneath High and overneath
I won't regret Letting you live Even if you forgot What you never saved me from So I say 'whatever' Or fornever
For for for for for fornever For for for for for fornever for for for for for fornever 'Whatever'
The Rape of Persephone Was choreographed by all the wrong Greeks The Rape of Persephone Was a marketing scheme Rape rape rape per so phony Rape rape rape per so phony Rape rape rape per so phony Rape rape rape per so phony
High and overneath High and overneath
Overneath Overneath Overblown Unbeloved Cannot be low Overneath Overneath Overblown Unbeloved Cannot be low
From the top of my lungs To the bottom of my heart I scream At the chasm in between And the path of misery From the top of my lungs To the bottom of my heart I scream At the chasm in between And the path of misery
High and overneath High and overneath
No no no no no reason No no no no no reason No no no no no reasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
