Song | Sanity's end |
Artist | Threshold |
Album | Critical energy |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Groom, Jeary, Jeary, Midson | |
he's just another victim of the system's bloody knife | |
a problem evader an escapee of life | |
a temporary soma not yet prescribed | |
has stripped him of ego with each lungful imbibed | |
get your mind-set altered here i will provide you with some fantastic gear | |
up down sideways forward and back our children submit to lysergic attack | |
hiding in tantric mesmerized trances | |
as the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances | |
synapses snap as his madness advances | |
leaving him open to paranoid fancies | |
lost in the garden of fantastic mind | |
I'm leaving my ego and body behind | |
trails of false images hang in the air | |
the smell of strange colours are heard everywhere | |
over the rainbow and into the light | |
i'm orbiting slowly, I'm high as a kite | |
can't remember my name anymore | |
everything's changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
for twenty-four hours time has no meaning | |
but several days later kicking and screaming | |
with delusions of grandeur and one o'clock fit | |
a family signed section has caught me in the net | |
can't seem to regain control of my fears | |
the world's receding and leaving me here | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
a shot of the hard stuff makes him tranquil and straight | |
no danger to public, himself or the state | |
under sedation he won't shed no tears | |
inwardly tortured by demonic fears | |
can't remember my name anymore | |
everything's changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
ravers, gyrators heaving with sweat | |
have you tried any good ecstasy yet? | |
if you don't wind up sleeping in gardens of stone | |
you'll be a new person if you ever get home | |
for the sake of your sanity, family and friends | |
leave subconscious travelling to gurus and men | |
who're prepared for the journey with no beginning or end | |
cuz a mind that is broken is a hard thing to mend |
zuo qu : Groom, Jeary, Jeary, Midson | |
he' s just another victim of the system' s bloody knife | |
a problem evader an escapee of life | |
a temporary soma not yet prescribed | |
has stripped him of ego with each lungful imbibed | |
get your mindset altered here i will provide you with some fantastic gear | |
up down sideways forward and back our children submit to lysergic attack | |
hiding in tantric mesmerized trances | |
as the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances | |
synapses snap as his madness advances | |
leaving him open to paranoid fancies | |
lost in the garden of fantastic mind | |
I' m leaving my ego and body behind | |
trails of false images hang in the air | |
the smell of strange colours are heard everywhere | |
over the rainbow and into the light | |
i' m orbiting slowly, I' m high as a kite | |
can' t remember my name anymore | |
everything' s changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
for twentyfour hours time has no meaning | |
but several days later kicking and screaming | |
with delusions of grandeur and one o' clock fit | |
a family signed section has caught me in the net | |
can' t seem to regain control of my fears | |
the world' s receding and leaving me here | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
a shot of the hard stuff makes him tranquil and straight | |
no danger to public, himself or the state | |
under sedation he won' t shed no tears | |
inwardly tortured by demonic fears | |
can' t remember my name anymore | |
everything' s changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
ravers, gyrators heaving with sweat | |
have you tried any good ecstasy yet? | |
if you don' t wind up sleeping in gardens of stone | |
you' ll be a new person if you ever get home | |
for the sake of your sanity, family and friends | |
leave subconscious travelling to gurus and men | |
who' re prepared for the journey with no beginning or end | |
cuz a mind that is broken is a hard thing to mend |
zuò qǔ : Groom, Jeary, Jeary, Midson | |
he' s just another victim of the system' s bloody knife | |
a problem evader an escapee of life | |
a temporary soma not yet prescribed | |
has stripped him of ego with each lungful imbibed | |
get your mindset altered here i will provide you with some fantastic gear | |
up down sideways forward and back our children submit to lysergic attack | |
hiding in tantric mesmerized trances | |
as the warehouse lightshow flickers and dances | |
synapses snap as his madness advances | |
leaving him open to paranoid fancies | |
lost in the garden of fantastic mind | |
I' m leaving my ego and body behind | |
trails of false images hang in the air | |
the smell of strange colours are heard everywhere | |
over the rainbow and into the light | |
i' m orbiting slowly, I' m high as a kite | |
can' t remember my name anymore | |
everything' s changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
for twentyfour hours time has no meaning | |
but several days later kicking and screaming | |
with delusions of grandeur and one o' clock fit | |
a family signed section has caught me in the net | |
can' t seem to regain control of my fears | |
the world' s receding and leaving me here | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
a shot of the hard stuff makes him tranquil and straight | |
no danger to public, himself or the state | |
under sedation he won' t shed no tears | |
inwardly tortured by demonic fears | |
can' t remember my name anymore | |
everything' s changed since i opened the door | |
get out demons get out controlling my brain | |
freak out healing freak out going insane | |
hit out feelings hit out cannot explain | |
reach out reeling reach out calling my name | |
ravers, gyrators heaving with sweat | |
have you tried any good ecstasy yet? | |
if you don' t wind up sleeping in gardens of stone | |
you' ll be a new person if you ever get home | |
for the sake of your sanity, family and friends | |
leave subconscious travelling to gurus and men | |
who' re prepared for the journey with no beginning or end | |
cuz a mind that is broken is a hard thing to mend |