Like a trip in luxury
A little ship with you
There's a fine line between to use and to spend
When the day goes into itself
And into my veins
I keep moving into myself
I keep all my hate
Just like an indian
I chant and dance around
A
When my soul is in pain
I'm going away
Going
I let a lie come true
I even cared enough
Do you really think that you're lost?
And that you'll
A pigeon in a wet tree
On a blind day
It's far too big
For my feet to step by
Like a roach in a sink, I was fighting the
