Album: Comfort (1992)
I do not feel alone
I cannot seem afraid
I wanted to think
but I will sleep it away
some thing I forgot
somewhere to sit down
some stuff to do up
some crap that I found
we are the credulous ones
on a dead machine
blowing bucks into banks with no shame
too loud in my ears
to fill up my mind
too black to ignite
two word who´ll bind
what blank did I draw
what kind of a day
which one had to go
whatever you say
chorus
don´t try & read this
it means nothing
I cannot say this
if you hear it
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