Check this out, you oughtta know by the whistle
You better beware ´cause here´s the waxman prison
You think you´re smart enough, living in a prime time
It should be better but we´ll never forget
World of distress, people never trust
Got to see what´s up to me and suck another cock
Freedom calls, the merry-go-round
Swimming in the ground
Am i leading not so blind, acting like a clown
Let the source beneath yourself
Fear will flow to beg your price
Let the source beneath yourself
Make them blow up to let you raise up
I don´t mean to crawl instead of the wicked
Once more, unyearning, more to the rainfall
I don´t mean to crawl instead of the whitening
Once more unyearning, more to believe
Living in a shame, burning up the flame
Once more we dream by waxmen pills
Let the source beneath yourself…
I don´t mean to crawl instead of the wicked
Once more, unyearning, how dark will be my fate
When she passes she whispers, she wont find a chance for some peace
Lying over the disgrace and the nightmare appears
credits
from Songs From The Flesh,
released April 5, 2004
J. Pascual, R. Martos, O. Zubelzu
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