The time of day is not an indication of my state of mind
The weather outside is not a manifestation of what's inside
Time in me is like a vacuum in you
Lost in s***e without a passion or a clue
Revolving around you, dissolving into you
(Pass me a match, I think we're in Hell)
The weather outside is not a manifestation of what's inside
Time in me is like a vacuum in you
Lost in s***e without a passion or a clue
Revolving around you, dissolving into you
(Pass me a match, I think we're in Hell)