Testo di Hydra

Decisions are a vacuum that drain what's in your head and you expend what's left of you to tuck her into bed butler for a human vacuum pouting in itself she pushed you down and broke your crown and made you someone else relieve the sentinels left charge over our grief resentment swells to fill the wells where we drown our relief so if we ever make our choice, break our bones and they'll rejoice sodden waif-slave nine to five ruthless reprimand false empire you've built for yourself to be a family man The second head They'll snap your visage instead it looks like her thrown so much of yourself away forgotten who you were relieve the sentinels left charge over our grief resentment swells to fill the wells where we drown our relief so if we ever make our choice, break our bones and they'll rejoice you're like a man that has two heads and i have three or four it's likely we'll be growing more wound up the lattice of my neck and split into a fork vampire bat stuck to your neck is sucking all your blood if you ask me three times i will answer you the same "Lord, you know i love you... though i said i didn't know your name" so when i finally make my choice, break my bones and they'll rejoice