tangle tangle
i need to free my way... obsticles ... holy papers
i need no words
neveer gonna see my laughin'' in this way
tingle tangle
cirling in rectangle
cylcling between a chair and table
botte full of alchohol tears
cheers
against the wall i go
but before i hit i fall
where did everybody go
and was there anyone at all
it sounds as if it doesn''t matter
lie on the broken wing of a bird
i feel as safe as if i know
never know
couldn''t get away
couldn''t navigate in anyway
wreched turns and smiles
lie so torn inside and there''s nobody by my side
walking hours and there i am again
to the place it all begins