Letras:William Fiztsimmons. Other. Problem Of Pain.

Dialogue on weather, breeding in the pound
Fateful first-time meeting, life is in the ground

Icarus they caught you where you tumbled on
Encourage you to dive now the sun is gone

I just don't now
I just don't now

Aah

Moon is torn asunder over faulty two
Guillotines in shackles, heads roll for a few

I just don't now
I just don't now
I just don't now

Aah