Floating vigorously inside
the shiny tin, lying peacefully...
Drifting through time
drifting through space...
The feeling feels strange
when it happens...
Drifting through time
drifting through space...
Fly like a fly
buzz like a bee...
Floating vigorously inside
the shiny tin, lying peacefully...
The beast bellows
in the dark decrepit corner...
You are only a winner when you know everyone else is a loser |
The good old days are only good because they are gone |
Peace is only as loud as you want it |