Tekst:
Illdisposed To Those Who Walk Behind Us

: So will you notice please, this statement made in anger. I've traveled many years, just for you to turn your head away. Cannot be any clearer: this

: Obscure night. Telling lies Catastrophe Even money She's beautiful. A guy can see. Catastrophe. Telling lies. And we are just seeking And we are. A

: Baby. Come on let it rain, shower me with blood, blood from your parade. You know, that I will never fall. I can see the truth. I'm not seared. Just

: Is it thirteen? Is it number ten? 1971. When life had just begun. Is it my brother? Born in '79. My two-year daughter, or the one I left behind. They

life. To make you learn about the facts, there's not so many, you won't fall. And if you do I'll pick you up. If all the world could see me for who I

: So who look all my passions? Spontaneity released. I guess I never had this, in boredom we believe. I he sun is never shining, and neither are you.