Sequels 歌词

I'd stop by myself but it will be too late they have been working and exchanging my life strait jackets had me motionless pressure came back for you to ran away... hold up! no control of mental upsets arising from you hallucinating with a strange form and taste it began with drugs and one deadly cocktail but few sences reacted against electric-loads but this came late, you are a sequel consecuently a thousand sequels, living inside my brain what do these men think about me? speculating with my life upon a stretcher medicine didnÍt work, the drugs didn't act oh god! my heartfelt symphathy to you... hold up! by hook or crook, you must follow me no matter how much your screams and tears sequels... by hook or crook, you must follow me