I hope my mind is like a parachute I hope it opens on time I know the same as I knew before All is lost inside I know that I must turn and strip All the armour from my heart I must stop all this From going wrong It mustn't show on the outside A broken brain With the truth To be as bad as it takes Yeah to be a true saint In the name of the unexplained Ain't gonna give 'em no rest This is serious business In the name of the unexplained I know that life's real mystery Maybe further out than death If I know everything about the world I wish I knew a little less We all stare at the ground Hands in pockets going round 'n' round Abuse and irony hurting me The blisters on my tongue The shamefaced shuffle The tightlipped smile Taste your medicine I know who I am And so do you It just goes round and round I know my mind Is like a hurricane And I will blow you all awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
