Want to be, want to be Want to be your siamese Holing you through the forest The torch will enlighten the way You're still the king History of deer
It's aimless journey by the sun The way not to feel the hits By the way they will remain gap Under earth preparing the catastrophes And... Like an automatic
Something awful has made the incision Drifting out Brass coloured metal tip Even in the desert The commandoes Synchronizing With visibility Being safe
No more coloured flags filling my sky No more coloured flags filling my mind It is a time of weapons after all Crushed by the need Crushed for money
Not to make questions Perfect place But anything can happen Nobody asks, but nobody asks If you want the love Like you ever had Whenever you want Whenever
You will open the curtains at once But i will be already awake What a little is the earth, earth I want to split it in half Lord of nations I'll make
I can't stand this day We Know it's sunday morning It's not possible for me to stay This is one of these days This is one of these days This is one of
So there was a time I cared about The way you were trying to get my mind Now that I am thinking I just push it for the music in my mind Yeah, I want
This is a believer's song This is a believer's song Only one truth Only one truth And one and other lies This is a believer's truth This is a believer
(sexy, sexy) Under the blankets my body Like when I was fifteen Today I need something new My skin has become my enemy In a genuine way Today is the
Beyond the visible world, a man?s body Has chosen his place to live His whole life was dead And dead he chose to live I will sing him a true song A man
That cyclone made a mistake I want you to hear Electric crash has to come It should be me, it can be you It should be me Begun the natural fight There
Today is so boring It's gonna start today So often I'm gonna change my ways So often Remember I swear, so often, Often A sing in the sky A sing in
The sphinx wants to be prefect But she lost her nose Her cells wants to change But not quite Why should i be afraid You're mute of power With dissolvent
And words attended by flowers Sound of the beginnings of languages Unify surface turning to the top, Turn into the top Asphyxia in a parched marsh She
Drifting gardens Eruptions Fly over scandal Hidden princes, ambassadors, Kings, queens and apprentices Cloud castles in between Fantasy and reality,
Nobody cares about your real name So keep on standing next to The spot light in vain So keep on pretending that your life Is what you want it to be And
Turn, turn, turn, turn It?s a new kind of slavery When our tricks became our ties We are all chopped by the same, knife But I keep looking feminine