Cubically Contained - текст песни
Cubically Contained
Good for me for a time All hells cubically contained Staunched and bottled Pressed and altered And at the ready for the reigns The first tiny little shadows Of my creepy little thoughts Inhabit all that matters And i lose by default
And i'll never promise anything again X 3
I've set a dozen 12 step traps But they've slid by everyone I never catch the little bastards I really do with that they'd own up Those paranoid little fuckers Take their paranoid little time And when the mood rolls in They're bank robbin' And i'm a hostage who will drive
And i'll never promise anything again X ?
Now i can only do so much And i will never deviate I hear myself take a deep breath And think i must have wanted it this way I remember all those little traps I could not keep them in place
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