I'm penetration in through the door locked tight into your small one room apartment I am careful of every steo I take now so I won't awaken you
Like thin air I am circling around your room I'm coming in through the ventilation pipes with no direction like an aeronaut I wanish into the sky
Spin beynd the mad luxury
The crawling look at the midnight staring at TV like hypnotized by wooden box with no suspicion completely known as a prisoner of luxuryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.