choke on smoke from the lum
breaking into my lung.
blind by hundreds of curtains of reality.
too late to walk down the railroad.
too late to talk such a way.
it's time to hold a funeral of reality.
we have talked before and it's forever, but not good.
what you told me is running on my blood.
it's gonna be remained.
what do you wanna do？
i wanna lie on the ground
i wanna see her on sundays
i want a certain talking
i wanna be what i wanna be
am i talking？ am i certainly talking？
done it before but last forever. it's so long.
feel the thing be under the floor.
ooh, what a beautiful world.
it was the biggest promise.
it's gonna be remained.
i wanna make it round not to hurt the whole world.
it was the biggest promise.
it's gonna be remained.
what do you wanna do？
i wanna lie on the ground
i wanna see her on sundays
i want a certain talking
i wanna be what i wanna be
am i talking？ am i talking too much？
i wanna lie on the ground
i wanna see her on sundays
i want a certain talking
i wanna be what i wanna be
of reality. don't bother me till i'm dying.
i wanna lie on the ground
i wanna see her on sundays
i want a certain talking
i wanna be what i wanna be
am I talking？ am I talking talking talking.
