| I’m so tangled in my thoughts
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| More than ever
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| I can’t believe the bullshits
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| they talk to us
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| No more medication
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| will save me from myself
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| But you mean that I have to move
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| But they still attempt to disprove
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| But you mean that my heart is gone
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| But they think that I am a python
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| I can write phylosophy essays
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| about clothes or decays
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| Putting one coin into my mouth
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| I can dance or sing without drought
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved
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| I try to have a safe life
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| Without problem but
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| I still enjoy the deep cut
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| Of increasing the strife
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| Travelling the ocean
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| Don’t need to be in action
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved
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| Things have never been so dirty
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| I can’t resolve the logic
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| rhom I imposed to me
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| Everthing I do is a great panic
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| Tangled, tangled, tangled…
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| Nothing is magic
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| And my symptomatic chronic
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| A dermic heartsick
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| My world is magic
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| Suck my symptomatic chronic
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| Crack, dermic heartsick
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| I stand in the deep fault
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| In the deep vault in me
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| Something in the brain studies
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| Is just disgusting me
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| You stand inside my deep fault
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| Play the game I ruled
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| You stand inside my deep fault forever
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| And no release is offered
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| Tangled, tangled, tangled
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved
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| So tangled, not so tangled
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| Maybe It’s just dumbness
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| Imaginary sickness
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| For the depraved |