Mezmerized I'm seeing it again
A better place concealed under my bed
(Tonight I'll watch in solitude)
Drastic converations, leads to complications
(The colours I have used)
when you hover over temptaions
(The will I have in me, will rush while I abide for now)
and coming home to this patient lady
who springs up a twenty spurs of lately
And frankly it's quite absurd
That it makes him feel funny
It makes him feel good
It makes them feel funny
It makes him feel good
It makes him feel funny
It makes him feel good
It makes the feel funny
(Precedes me, while I am in doubt)
We say no more hard work
Aleister you're speaking up to late
Now i rather go to sleep under restraint
Beside you there's another moon
Who's looking down on you
The guilt you felt in the,
good years of infancy, comes around.
Precedes you, while you're in doubt