of the fruit bat and purple queen fish and who's that babbler conversing with a magazine stand? evidently he's getting a good reply... arrive in neurotica
[Music:M?rten Hagstr?m; Lyric:M?rten Hagstr?m] Subdued and repressed. A son of the vortex in faceless progress, coaxing, tugging, grinding. So elevated
Hey I feel down Hey I was wrong-wrong-wrong Hey I feel down Hey I was wrong-wrong-wrong Hey I feel DOWN! Place all of your eyes on the words That bring
Grab the dim around the throat Can ya take it Pinched and pissed defy your way Don't ya love it Yeah just like they did We're not alot of the same
I take my world in through eyes of gleam and sights unseen But somehow I saw the dream I'd dress the whole world in black cause they'd appear much
Every now and then I'm fiending for my circle My clique are my everything On stage is my sanctuary where I don't feel alone When away around certain
Fall into a carousel of unimagined flight Ripping round the corners shrieking, sometimes peeking light Drown yourselves in lakes of volume Drown yourselves
Said she would like to keep the pillow warm Said she'd like to stay and dream The sanctuary so becomes my need Said she would like to peek beyond
All the wrecks inside, seem to seep right in Through the pores of a normal everyday man Wakes to small bare trees and november leaves When in fact
I wrap my arms around this megalomania Eyes froze in headlights So close but always this distance Between living, and just surviving Two times I climbed
Seven minutes from so many different scenes Scenes of timeless nostalgia and gorgeous dreams Catching catching droplets from the waterfall of so surreal
Light the trip fantastic, light them up in sevens Wrap my harlot graces, around my little finger But still I am tired, like a sleepy wrinkled old man
Seamless--just for this time For all--for all the portraits of baby blue Shadows--the real pace I'm set to Love you--hate this waiting Such a long
Set out cold with a whisper End up with sweat and a scream Your soul is bound for south and not rising Far less important than it seems One roll
Kind of feeling like a wide open window Closets always open cause I never know Just who may wanna see right through me--transparency Had a grip but
I know you just Don't get it You just don't get it Neurotica -- Exotica It's just Erotica -- Hypnotica It's just Psychotica -- Chaotica It's just Exotica -- Neurotica
[letra: Lorenzo Partida, musca: Juan Partida] Tu sufrimiento Con el mio tropezo Te alimentas... De las noches sin sueNo El dolor es tu amigo predilecto
[letra: Lorenzo Partida, musica: Juan Partida] Estos ojos ven tinieblas... Aborrecibles tinieblas que enloquecen Triunfante el negro prevalece Con su
