This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
I wanna be lovedEverybody doesI find shame in the crack-
My girl, my girl had a hold on meSo tight, tight that I coul
I think I saw you in my sleep, darling,I think I saw you in
Am I the only one that saw the sun burn out?The locusts keep
I rejectBoth sides of what I'm being toldI've seen right
We're surrounded by debris of the pastAnd it's too late to c
Kraft hat erWut braucht erStark ist erAngst kennt er
Body WarTried to sell the six sided crossOh my law oh my
I'm the sex you'd ever wantThe sex you'd ever wanna have
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.