8 acessos
Wake up get up
Smoke a cigarette
Read the paper
Going back to bed
Sky is grey
And lamp is shining red
Chick from last night
Still lying in bed
Though I know
Society is dead brain
I start thinking in circles
Following their games
I need informations
Leaving that formation
Feel busy
I feel temptation
My steady hesitation
Makes me dizzy
It's half past four
And everybody's gone
Big house is empty
And I don't feel at home
Depression starts
To catch my brain
Dope-religion
Know everything's in vain
Though I know
Feel the longings of my heart
I did learn
How to play my part
I always try not to lose
The freedom of my mind
Taking the cake means baking your own tart