Teksty: Bush. Razorblade Suitcase. Greedy Fly.

Do you feel the way you hate?
Do you hate the way you feel?
Always closer to the flame
Ever closer to the blade, yeah

I am poison crazy lush
Built these hands to lift me up
And we are servants of our
Formulaic ways

I'm screaming daisies
From fourteen miles away
I've got my own time
Got it all today

Make up your mind
Need some help
Find this mind, mind, mind

Limbo this and limbo that
You were this and you were that
Ever know that what you fear
Is what you find

This Indian summer
I signed my life away
There's a greedy fly in here
And I fly away

Make up your mind
Need some help
Find this mind, mind, mind

Make up your mind
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Find this mind, mind, mind
Mind, mind, mind, mind

Make up your mind
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Find this mind, mind, mind

Mind
Mind
Mind
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