Random Hand - Dynamo Penis Death Bastard | Текст песни

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Another headache puts a downer on his day,
He feels restricted in the things he wants to say,
He can't get up because of forces pushing down,
It's when the eyes open that things are not ok,
It's all the sounds that seem to slow him in his tracks,
And all he wants from people is to see their backs
Open dialogue can often make him drown,
Interpretation can be stronger than the facts.

Strain, - Pressure wrapping round the skull, sorry eyeballs are now full,
Open hatch and bail out, must resist the urge to
Doubt, sacred sanctity of head, all the comfort's have been led, AWAY.

He wants protection from the gaze upon his face
and cannot keep up with the rest of the worlds pace,
The rigid grid upon his being is so cols,
There's little argument to help him with his case,
The path before him surely needs to have a sign,
So the can re-engage with living down the line,
and it's possible what's left of him could fold,
It's his environment that's causing the decline.

Strain, - Pressure wrapping round the skull, sorry eyeballs are now full,
Open hatch and bail out, must resist the urge to
Doubt, sacred sanctity of head, all the comfort's have been led, AWAY.

It doesn't matter what the world thinks,
Cos the world drinks
A pint of judgement everyday,
Doesn't matter if your tolerance'll shatter with the things they say the craps that's on the way,
Cos I know what is real-
My own two feet not aesthetic appeal,
With these ads to take in forms to fill out
People saying listen when they don't know what it's all about,
And these alarms all day and all night,
Stuffs wrong make alarms when somethings right,
Full stop, not negative, pinnacle of cynical, it isn't my objective,
Rest you head on a final thought,
You're your own life so don't you dare abort because
You take it where you want to go,

FREE, - No more pressure round the skull, no more eyeballs getting full,
Lock the hatch and keep them out, never have the urge to,
Doubt, sacred sanctity of head, all the pressures have been led, AWAY

Go Go Go Dynamo!