letra de venus flytrap - brad roberts and rob morsberger
a place without a name, without a sign
a place without a feeling to assign
without a future or a memory
without concealment or discovery
the infinite, the blackness of the sun
where everything’s a nothing or a one
a party where there’s no pain to avoid
a body where pleasure can’t be enjoyed
the itch he couldn’t scratch had struck again
it felt like then was now, and now was then
and when he took the bottle off the shelf
he madе a venus flytrap of himself
a place without a hеaven or a h-ll
a time without a trace or tale to tell
a sp-ce without a scent [unknown]
a universe with no place to align
the itch he couldn’t scratch had struck again
it felt like then was now, and now was then
and when he took the bottle off the shelf
he made a venus flytrap of himself
a shrine unvisited, where no gods live
a shrine with nothing to receive or give
a world non-malignant, nor benign
a world without creation or design
letras aleatórias
- letra de wool scarf - love fades
- letra de m.a.s.k. - kickban
- letra de honky tonk angels - casino steel & gary holton
- letra de antes fosse - romano (bra)
- letra de cinderella - borderline (new zealand)
- letra de leviathan - gimex
- letra de vlubilsa - bikmezzzet, welldxne
- letra de tipsy - vowed
- letra de слова (words) - bato
- letra de the matrix - abstract