Paralyzed emotion lobe
that can be revived with worn out thoughts
Made into shape of someone else's vision
lines and endless love
So it wouldn't happen like happens to space junk
when it hits the atmosphere
when it wants to return to it's home
and won't believe that the signs
can mean anything
chorus1:
Take the authority out of those hands
who wouldn't understand anyway
Be a bad person
with pleasure
This is not a deathbed:
be kind and do it somewhere else
For hygienic reasons it is needed to be carrying a curtain with you
so not everyone would have to see a thing like that
even tough they really love to peek
and to feel superiority
that they will never fulfill
Epicaricacy is the purest joy for them
chorus1
chorus2:
Don't bow to statues of those
who have caused your problems
Be a bad person
with pleasure
Even so it will happen, like happens to space junk
when it wants to return to it's home
and won't believe that the signs
can mean anything
chorus1 + chorus2
As gearwheel's gear
hidden under the grease