The place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
the place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
dont mind the crowds
search for the spaces
turn around time goes on [turn around time's gone]
a day to day basis [take ten paces]
been up ahead
can't made head or tail of it
i drink till i'm drunk
and i smoke till im senseless
see you black and white
feel in slow motion
i drown myself in sorrow
until i wake up tomorrow
the illusion of confusion is not from where i am sat
different recycles resemble me
different levels of the devils company.
[primera.]
They lead us outside, take us out quietly
to the cage through the bars
you see scars: results of my rage
the place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
the place where i stand gives way to liquid lino
underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino
the mind's a crowd -- search for the the spaces
and turn around time's gone, i take ten paces.
been up ahead - can't make head or tale of it
i drink till i'm drunk, and i smoke till i'm senseless.
you see in black and white, feel in slow motion,
i drown myself in sorrow, until i wake up tomorrow...
(tricky: the illusion of...until i wake up....)