Passive-aggressive, confessing, repressive Structurally uncertain, transparent, transgressive I've stumbled into something and i don't know what it is All I-beams, bolts and plaster, corners painted in piss
Mistakes are the brakes that I'm cutting on me Fast down the hill, impossibly free Faster and faster, I'm burning the gears My tears are streaming back into my ears
My enemies I knew too well They bickered amongst themselves I have a rule I love to break It ends in tears, cursing and shakes
I'm a clown and I'm choking on blood, teeth and tongue Fuck the spectators, fuck the "he was so young" Fuck forced sympathy through lifeless glass eyes Povichian voyeurs drinking my cries Fuck-faced trilobites waiting to die I can't stand the humor, and i can't stand the liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
