Songtext von Lying In The Grass

All the pieces where they ought to be But it's clear that he don't look like me Pick a place around the table talk Make a push to wake the comatose Say you pause to say what's wrong And quickly blow up the cover There’s a way through fogs as long as there’s a light to discover (it) Like a twisted stick, let's dig through the sick And find a level space Cinch to say It's a gut that fears all things unknown And a link within the brain you know Not a shame to say the instinct's there But a virtue to deny the bait Know the cause and move to gauze and deftly Tratar o sangue In the lawn there's room to move As there's a need to uncover it As a choker sucks, let's sift through the muck And lift this dingy veil Same old tale Get mixed in this crippling fixture Try and approach the hidden mixtures Get mixed in this crippling fixture Try and approach the hidden picture For a misplaced stash, let's search through the trash And write this ignorant lurch Wicked urge Raise the gab above a whisper Speak to salve a spoiling blister Raise the gab above a whisper Talk to cure a blister picture