Misconceptions of a distorted mind
BabalonBeen in misery
Lots of booze
Without tomorrow
Lost my touch
Feeling stupid and numb
Do you really got something?
Did you bury all the goods?
There's something on me
I think I've been cursed
There are no feelings
They're on me and want my soul
I'm a freewheeling, wanting to destroy my mind
As you wish
There are no rules in my armageddon world
I can't breathe
Fuel injections inseminating me like a futuristic whore
Did you leave my party?
Did you leave the house of pain?
Tomorrow looks acid
Hurry up, there's a brain drain
Yeah I'm here
Wasting all this psychopathy
Insanity will embrace us all
Misconceptions of a distorted mind
Situations of a broken past
Absurdity is taking me down
Riding free, it will corrupt my soul
Misconceptions of a distorted mind
Situations of a broken past
Yeah
Broken past, broken past, broken past, broken past