: The caves of our mouths are forests, Darkness and the air, In between this sofa, Flowing and the rushing, ??? Flies past, his shiny shiny teeth, She
: I'm getting sick and tired of wasting all my time And trying to read between your lines It's hard to see yourself, when the mirror's cracked Why don
: And my lady said, When you're with a maid, Found your velcro shoes, It's a holiday, And run up to the village of our love, 'Cause happiness ain't being
Sere el sin igual Funambulista andando Sobre el hilo dental Vamos a chocar Sin nuestro radar Vamos a chocar En muros de amor Dos murcielagos Chocan
: Dove si va Anime inquiete. Dove si va Ali perdute. Per carita, ditemi dove si va, senz?alibi. Ma che cos?e che ci fa andare. Chi muove mai questo
: Sick as the sickest only can be Armies of crazy crawling' all over me Shaky at best is the ground where I stand A frozen moment I just don't understand
: Tell me why do bats sink everytime into a big sleeping so sweet like mine it's hurting me like a prayer in mouth and ears seeking death and shall not
: You fail, who's the Chosen One? Flight of the Knights Bat Greybeard, old man; carpenter's son Flight of the Knights Bat A demon descends from the night
I'm not afraid to show you who I am And I am not ashamed of my life Though I've walked alone down this cold and soulless road I've always felt you deep
I'm dying from my own disease I'm a villian, I'm a murderer and the victim is me I've got a date with fate and I just can't wait I'll see you all down
Ducking through the wave he's closing his eyes cleansing his brain of a sensory holding all his breath collecting his thoughts to focus on a goal i'm
Serious buy curious, buy anything Buy it or shaving cream goes down the drain Blue-vine, batwing, cannibal Hurrah, hurrah Novice tomboy, sugar wrestler
Whoooahh! Bite! Whoooah! Bite! Release the bats! Release the bats! Don't tell me that it doesn't hurt A hundred fluttering in your skirt Don't tell me
I'm getting sick and tired of wasting all my time And trying to read between your lines It's hard to see yourself when the mirror's cracked Why don't
I'm getting sick and tired of wasting all my time And trying to read between your lines It's hard to see yourself, when the mirror's cracked Why don't
Just another tour, just another gig, just another sound and lighting rig A rock n' roll show and a couple of beers but some of those boys had other ideas
One bat hanging in the steeple One bat flies in through the door That makes two bats in my belfry WONDERFUL! (spoken) But wait, there's more ...