I've grown tired of living inside a house that's not a head Tempted to the porch, walk through the door, that's how it's fed A bedlike tongue to cradle my bones and hair to catch the rain I've grown bored of living inside a house without a brain
And now I'm staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeball
I've grown tired of living inside a house that's not a head Two glass eyes to wash so it cries the fingerprints from it I'll build two, and one will be blue, the other will be pink I am done with living inside a house that cannot think
And now I'm staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeball Staring out of a glass eyeballTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
