Moodslayer - The Luyas
Should I tell the parents
I don't want to lie now
Oh what I saw
Have I lost it
If you quit your breathing
Long enough to notice
Mad formations
Light composing
Isn't fatalism
Somehow a fantastic
Cool wind blowing
Cool wind blowing
Blow me through the trees now
See myself transparent
Listen to my fingers
Try to get a grip now
Listen to my fingers
Try to get a grip now
Listen to my fingers
Try to get a grip now
Listen to my fingers
Try to get a grip now
One eye open
One eye planned it
On the edge of dying
You can see a colour
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any other
Unlike any