Paroles de Boxing About

the flowers of your madman may strat to grow in your heart it's been in you, not confident but in the naked city i spot it in the dark whore memories have taken the vaccinations from your box from pockets of no stoppage the madness of the factories i need more defiance your prayer_come on sing it to me the tower of your madness why? it makes me die any style is blues everthing is what we may lose your innocence is pale standing to my hammer and nail so drive/not drive just nail it not paying to mind the time-not times no celing no walls or deadlines to find/not find i'm failing to keep you in mind but i'm getting much better i'm getting much better