He captured and collected things And he put them in a shed He raised a proper family (so he, so he) So he could tie them to a bed
The creator had a mastertape But he left it in a cab I stared into the void tonight The best dream I ever had
He worked himself into the ground And drove a spike into his head A voice said: Are you happy now? Your sordid home is running red
The creator had a mastertape But he left it in a cab I stared into the void tonight The best dream I ever had
Pills and chloroform All the pages torn [x3] Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
|