Из альбома: Terror Twilight
Tangled in the midst of all the trust
the way you pissed inside
the brain file technology drives.
Show me your dots now.
Who was it that said the world
was mainly all divorces and spare change?
Let's lethalize our slingshots and swallow propane.
You are the liiiight. The calm in the day.
You are the liiiight. The calm in the day.
Senior year abroad, I ripped the pea out of the pod.
In store for three months of exile in Spain.
Where was the danger?
Watch out for the gypsy children in electric dresses
they're insane.
I hear they live in crematoriums
and smoke your remains.
You are the liiiight. The calm in the day.
You are the liiiight. The calm in the day.
I drive a stick. Gotta love it. Automatic.
Oh, everybody's gotta ride in something.
High life, lived, comatosed him! Bring it on in.
Oh, I hope it arrives by monday.
Dry ice, skid, button the strippers and quarintine nippers
Oh, I have to die on sunday!
I rake in, laundry-matt spenders, and ??????
Oh, who rolls with the isolater?
Gotta roll cause I am the isolater.