from this stomach comes these words
I have never felt so hurt
I have always tried to seem
even nicer when I feel mean

from this mind comes these thoughts
one was tall and one was short
one was fat and one was thin
one was this thought I'm thinking in

Yeah when you do it, you do it pretty well
but you can go to hell... and stay there as well

from this texture fell a pattern
from a planet I saw saturn
not mars or the other two
but that huge ring I ran round you

from this heart burst a feeling
I fell back stunned and reeling
I wouldn't like to ever leave
hang on a minute you didnt like me

Yeah when you do it, you do it pretty well
but you can go to hell... and stay there as well

and dont come back


=* tuyla