5th Projekt - Distraktid
Talking about my mouth you’ve got me distractedYou think I belong in this world of solid objectsYou want to transfer ghosts to humanism.Diverted from regaining my own natural rhythmShaded from what I know I’ve been missingDistractedYou tell me I need nothing to sayCuz you can read in to how I swayWhen it appeared that I was looking up at the skyI was looking at those crazy creatures in my eyes
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