Life inside the music box ain't easy The malots hit the gears are always turning And everyone inside the mechanism Is yearning To get out And sing another melody completely So different from the one they're always singing I close my eyes and think that i have found me But then i feel mortality sorround I want to sing another melody So different from the one i always sing But when i do the dishes I run the water very very very hot And then i fill the sink to the top with bubbles of soap And then i set all the bottle caps i own afloat And it's the greatest voyage in the history of plastic And then i slip my hands in and start to make waves And then i dip my tongue in a take a taste It tastes like soap but it doesn't realy taste like soap And then i lower in my whole mouth and take a gulp ...and start to feel mortality sorround me I close my eyes and think that i have found me But life inside the music box ain't easy The malots hit the gears are always turning And every one inside the mechanism Is yearning to get out Is yearning to get out Is yearning to get out... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
