benefit from your pain
shelter yourself from relief
waste a moment to wash your dirty body
telephone a lonely friend who got caught behind
jump behind the wheel of an 18-wheeler

fiddle with farsighted discouragement
another boiling over
standing behind the dead deseased
misfortunately environmented
who is the enemy
you fall behind

get behind the engines
burning, breathing locomotives
and hackle the masses who reside
and believe in the dignent and dark watchtower
get behind the tick, the formula clock
saturated and senile
benind

Losowe piosenki:
He's A Liar
Trouble No More
Mother Fear
Suerte En Mi
Hoia Mind