things, that we absorb addicted, blinded, we are caught! We can't stop driving it's just an escape. In trance and in transit it's only escape. Stop
a comet with a trail left for the planet say the wake it created was the start of the end filled with spores that were engineered plant pathogens what's in the future
of love, the cries of hate, And the man in the moon who seduced you Then finally loosed you. You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below
al juntar 3 trailer, es el Polstergeist,que seguiamos crea un ambiente Lecter, no busquen en la gran seccion de miedo del BlockBuster, escapamos entre
the world is just waiting for a boy Footprints trailed as if trod by slaves up to the gray cave floor But not one graze from anything ever escaping
a comet With a trail left for the planet Say the wake it created was the start of the end Filled with spores that we engineered plant pathogens What's in the future
You drift away in a bitter dusk by scattering the snow that held angel-like images in our blurry memories of childhood. escaping every when, who or why
Is it possible, conceivable that I sleepwalked out of my apartment And went berserk?" [Aesop Rock] In slipped rhythm Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta Escaped
of love, the cries of hate And the man in the moon who seduced you, then finally loosed you You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below
runaway, Lie low the wanted man Mask his elusive face, Soon he will getaway and free is his future no more aimless time to spend And evading, he's escaping
re leaving behind A trail of destruction, self-centred obstruction It's time to start using our minds Fight the system. lose the pain Lacking in courage. afraid of the future
nothing lasts There's no future in the past [/Refrain] If you know what I mean Someday you'll have to chose Between past and future Only live
Is it possible, conceiveable that I sleepwalked out of my apartment And went berzerk?" [Aesop Rock] In slipped rhythm Fed a cycle bound by dilemma-debting vendetta Escaped
from a comet with a trail left for the planet say the wake it created was the start of the end filled with spores that were engineered plant pathogens what's in the future
love, the cries of hate, And the man in the moon who seduced you Then finally loosed you. You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below
