Vārdi:
Neurotica

Neurotica you player and daughter of mine Don't you think I know what's all behind I suck on your evil Punches that my grants soul tumble and roll You

Subdued and repressed, a son of the vortex in faceless progress Coaxing, tugging, grinding so elevated, so God Refit this vessel of confusion to bring

to you, snap It's just neurotica, exotica It's just erotica, hypnotica It's just psychotica, chaotica It's just exotica, neurotica It's just psychotica, neurotica It's just erotica, neurotica

of the fruit bat and purple queen fish and who's that babbler conversing with a magazine stand? evidently he's getting a good reply... arrive in neurotica

Grab the dim around the throat Can ya take it Pinched and pissed defy your way Don't ya love it Yeah just like they did We're not alot of the same

All the wrecks inside, seem to seep right in Through the pores of a normal everyday man Wakes to small bare trees and november leaves When in fact

Light the trip fantastic, light them up in sevens Wrap my harlot graces, around my little finger But still I am tired, like a sleepy wrinkled old man

Every now and then I'm fiending for my circle My clique are my everything On stage is my sanctuary where I don't feel alone When away around certain

Kind of feeling like a wide open window Closets always open cause I never know Just who may wanna see right through me--transparency Had a grip but