Besedila: Emoglobe. Pluto.

you?ve got a dim light, partial sight of how it all could be from your plastic tree
and it?s so wide in a short time you?ll be sucked away and you?ll fade to grey
for an endless while, for an endless while
stuck in glue and it?s cold blue, we keep moving slow, no it?ll never flow
now you ask for more ?cause you?re as lame as before
every night I shut my eyes, right here in the dark but I can?t see you no I can?t see you
break out of this dead crowd just to slip away in cleansing rain
and it?s so sour in your mouth but it wipes the stains off your scattered brain
still hanging on? where do we belong?
every night I shut my eyes, right here in the dark but I can?t see you, no I can?t see you
every night I shut my eyes, every night?
I cannot see you, I cannot see you no I can?t see you

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