Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out A violent burst of some kind, kind, kind, kind Mind state, a dirty little drunk and cluttered Shinning a problem of pictorial illusion
Dump the trunk and tear the little freak out, out, out An unparalleled account of collapse Appearing like yourself liberation Appearing like myself mutilation
Hold still now, nobody turns Said yeah, their back on me Silence is deafening desperate waking up Motive spasm my back aches Termination detestation, da-la-sco
Now this room don't seem so small Sitting here in a cage of some kind, kind, kind, kind Miracle and some hallucination
Dropped excitement from my last words Shut the door and turn the TV on, on Now that I've done all that I canTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
