The place The where The where The place The place The place where I
The where I stand gives way to liquid lino Underneath the weeping willow lies a whino The place where I stand gives way to liquid Underneath the weeping willow lies a whino
The mind's a crowd, for the spaces And turn time's gone, take ten paces Been up ahead, can't make head or of it I drink till I'm drunk and I smoke till I'm
You see in black and white, feel in slow I drown myself in sorrow, until I up tomorrow The illusion of confusion is not from I am sat Recycle, recycle me Different levels of the devil's company, yeah yeah
They lead us outside, us out quietly To the cage through the You see scars, of my rage
The place where I stand gives way to lino Underneath the weeping lies a weeping whino The place where I gives way to liquid lino Underneath the weeping lies a weeping whino
The a crowd, search for the spaces And turn around time's gone, I ten paces Been up ahead, can't make head or of it I drink I'm drunk and I smoke till I'm senseless
You see in black and white, in slow motion I drown myself in until I wake up tomorrow I drown myself in sorrow I wake up tomorrow I drown myself in, I myself in until, until I wake up tomorrow The illusion of confusion is not where I am sat