Hamadryad
Hamadryad - The Second Round songtekst
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Still I don't smile or laugh with style Why should I force It? Never had friends in the snake pit (There's only clown shit) Since I can't see why I should be One of these turkeys Mouth wide open to their swallowed fears (Still ending in tears) Yes I'm aware and do I care What disturbs my ears Is not so awful to people raised (In empty spheres) Another flavor of the week Another mount without a peak Another face never seeked Fed on bones without meat (and) It's only the second round Still we have to slam a clown (But first) Let's get unbound Global miscontentment is everywhere Robot-like waitresses with purple hair Serving us junkyfied eggs in white plates Rusty smiles displayed with glory and grace Surveyed relation With D.N.A. correction... corruption I can't understand Why I should buy made-up needs The law of supply and demand Is not what It used to be A mutant fed on mouldy bread Is still knocking at the windows of my head But I always had the firm intention Of letting him out! Still I won't smile... Or laught with style... Still I can't see why I should be...