a hypnotised child cought in a blizzard wind.
flawed and ugly trown away from civilisation.
distraught TV-reporters cought in the wind,
fell in a blizzard storm with fuzzy rose-
thorns and iced hearts. broken from shore.
Chought in a Tabloid, Blame them, burned enemy,
Blame me for opening my eyes and sighted flawed-
Jaws and cool tooths, hurry to the emergency.
we dont want to wake the parents in the upper-
floor. We dont. We dont want to be cought!
already involved, fuzzy rose thorns, broken
toes and shooes filled with tar. Tiara
Dreams and bloke chought String in air while
Blowing a kid in the park. not just a walk in-
the park, not jut a walk in the park. not just-
walk in the park.. hurrying to the emergency,
through the corridor. ghosts and floating bodyparts,
DO NOT LOOK DO NOT LOOK DO NOT LOOK DO NOT LOOK.
Comments
Dragul Says:
I'm hopin my intentions are clear.. I want thi track to stand on it's own.. I reaaly would like feedback & Comments & Fav s still.
I just want to stay a bit neutral in the representation of the trac.. I also a added a mysterius text.. so.
Yeeh, I hope ya'll enjoy it .