You should meet my friend
"Please put down your pencils and go back to bed.
picking up pieces of the dead, thats my goal
Someone help him, help him, he's crazy
of the immortal heart, that so longs to flower.
It is your smile
Your lust and ambition should stop somewhere
conversation with the tumor
Everybody says I'm paranoid they all think I'm crazy
A dismal fog-hoarse siren howls at dawn.
You should meet my friend
"Please put down your pencils and go back to bed.
picking up pieces of the dead, thats my goal
Someone help him, help him, he's crazy
of the immortal heart, that so longs to flower.
It is your smile
Your lust and ambition should stop somewhere
conversation with the tumor
Everybody says I'm paranoid they all think I'm crazy
A dismal fog-hoarse siren howls at dawn.