Из альбома: Women
I saw it
Hit the ground
But no one
Was around
Can you even tell me that no one is the same as you
Same as you
Nature walking racket wall of guns sent straight out
As you
As you
There were ticking bloody watches in our hands
Important to the soil to make ladders
Have another heart attack before the marked chairs
Open up your mouth where you want to go
I can hardly recognize the shapes
The shapes
Wandering through Chinatown once times every artificial need
Artificial need
Slip down open over such smallity
Alright