Where is my bed
it looks like a spinning wheel
I lost two hands
can`t grab your hands in end
Midnight is coming
huge light strikes me
on my back
I know the truth
but truth is inconvenient
you know the rules
and it`s running ugly world
Lame brain, the stranger
useless cripple
on the street
I know what will become
so I don`t try anything
gypsy cab driver has nowhere to go
Organs, hands are quickly
burning black
Organs, hands are quickly
burning black