I am feeling very warm right now Please don't disappear I am spacing out with you You are the most beautiful entity that I've ever dreamed of At night I will protect you in your dreams I will be your angel You worry so much about not having enough time together It makes no difference to me I would be happy with just one minute in your arms Let's have an extended play together You're telling me that we live to far to love each other But your love can stretch further than you and I can see So how does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? Do you know when you look at me It is a salvation I've been waiting for you so long I can drive on that road forever I wish you could exist to live on my planet Well it's very hard for me to say these things in your presence So how does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? How does it make you feel? So how does it make you feel? Well, I really think you should quit smoking

I was lost just wandering round downtown Many people pushing me around Hate spreads just like infection Those rats jumping on and off my back Fat black rats holding me down I see rats in every direction No time to catch your breath Crazy people lost their heads Masses trampling on my feet, inconsiderate in their heat Those rats breeding angriness and spite Never have done anything right for people like you and me Walk over all the people you can't see If they die there's more bread for me Like snakes crawling through the grass No time to catch your breath Crazy people lost their heads Masses trampling on my feet, inconsiderate in their heat Those rats breeding angriness and spite Never have done anything right for people like you and me See that face man look at me, he's much too selfish to see Once he was warm and was kind Now all he has got is a pinstripe mind See that face man look at me, he's much too selfish to see Once he was warm and was kind Now all he has got is a pinstripe mind

You don't even know me Even though I've been waiting for you in your street And I know it don't matter Even though I've been talking about you for weeks You want some things to happen but you don't want to believe You know I'd wait here I'd give you anything that you please And I know it don't matter Even though I've been talking about you for weeks You know you made me a promise that you don't seem to want to keep (player) I've been laying dead for six hours, hoping someone would call me You want some things to happen but you don't want to believe You know you made me a promise that you don't seem to want to keep I just can't believe that you gave me your disease You're an asshole to me, you make me grind my teeth Be careful with the love that you will receive Can't believe the way you treat honesty, don't lie to me I guess I should try and find the martyr inside me so I can breathe Inside of the foaming upholstery, mixed with some thin leaves it reads Something like you, you were like me, I don't wish to look beneath And find something I forgot about, shut your mouth before I pass out Wrap me 'til extremely dizzy and somewhat Byzantine

Tudo brilha, tudo é lindo, e seus amigos são de ouro Você é um sábio, um milionário, um malandro poderoso A bebida desce doce, amacia o cigarro A fumaça é perfumada, você manda no seu carro O problema é que no fim vem a conta O problema é que no fim tem que pagar O que mata é que o garçom tem um tridente E vai ter eternidade pra cobrar Todos riem da piada que não tem nenhuma graça O mal gosto te define, esculpido em carrara Os problemas são dos outros Só importa a sua vida O escárnio é seu comparsa, a falsidade é sua amiga O problema é que no fim vem a conta O problema é que no fim tem que pagar O que mata é que o garçom tem um tridente E vai ter eternidade pra cobrar O problema é que no fim vem a conta O problema é que no fim tem que pagar O que mata é que o garçom tem um tridente E vai ter eternidade pra cobrar O problema é que no fim vem a conta O problema é que no fim tem que pagar O que mata é que o garçom tem um tridente E vai ter eternidade pra cobrar