Weird
Mary's secret boxI'll walk around searching for something
I don't want to see
My shadow is running alone
A prey of my demons
It will happen again
There's something weird in a point I still not got in mind
I'm losing all my control
Maybe if I had a gun out to hell this thoughts
It's just a wild desire
A fucking punch in the face and a zeal in the bones
I'm trying to lost myself
In somekind of psychedelic nightmare
The stone
It's just like me
It is so heavy and it is so cold
I'm thinking better!
The stone is so passive
It could be kicked exactly like me, like me
The stone
It's just like me
It is so heavy and it is so cold
I'm thinking better!
The stone is so passive
It could be kicked exactly like me, like me
These maggots inside my brain
Distorting my conceptions, that was so clear
That was a so weird thing
I'm ready to throw away my weapons now
She fucked up my plans
She painted the sky in black and she stole my moon
What do I take me for?
Maybe if I had a gun, could I answer so?
The stone
It's just like me
It is so heavy and it is so cold
I'm thinking better!
The stone is so passive
It could be kicked exactly like me, like me
The stone
It's just like me
It is so heavy and it is so cold
I'm thinking better!
The stone is so passive
It could be kicked exactly like me, like me
Like me
Like me