Pick up and shake in the wind Shed your resource and keep it down, trashed Don't make it right, don't move it in Put it in the mouth, and swallowed whole Smashed (It makes all the sense to me, and could it make all the sense to you? Let it ride)
Because there ain't no winning in this one right I try to facilitate, whine in restoration Blewn
Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untraveled ground
Fry and hallucinate, pry and investigate
Blow through the prime of life Numb all the senses down Project your fear of heights Onto untraveled ground
Pitfalls of grief, on all that displayed for the ground out Prophetically speaking the wilted unformulatedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
