Lyrics Thin Vein - Cloud Rat

Thin Vein

What’s the mother tongue?
Thin vein.
Bolt gun
Up and down.
Close and part
I lay, aimlessly staring at the wall
Outer space;
the void.
I can’t sleep again
Laying on my face: one white-numb hand
Stars above my head.
Pull-out peace.
Any chance of sleep?
Everyone on this planet is humming the same sound
Outer space;
the void.
I can’t sleep again
Thunderous laughing, plunged in night…