| ALLERGIC (TO THOUGHTS OF MOTHER EARTH) Any means in your horizon, heaven in a torniquet, The afterlife to keep your eyes on, bitter pill you take today, With expert levitation forward, polished to the nth degree, It takes its smile from every children, you take the beating. Any means in your horizon, every mink walks two by two, We gamble to be born again, you know I never wanted to, With expert levitation forward, polished to the nth degree, It takes its smile from every children, you take the beating. The light divining, The light defining, The light divining, The light dividing. Dont let me down, let me-he, Let me down, dont let me, Dont let me down, let me-he, Let me down, dont let me. Dont let me down, let me-he, Let me down, dont let me, Dont let me down, let me-he, Let me down, dont let me. The light divining, The light defining, The light divining, The light dividing. |