Would you be so kind as just to let me in [under your skin] circulate you're system with security with security love is sometimes strange can cut you
I found my head i let it go wrapped it up, in a ball of snow my high pitch needs are all i need tonight
Down in the underground we're searching for the bublight down in the underground the future is here A RECOVERY straydog in contagious darkness as dense
Walking throught this town, i feel so lonesome all the streets are filled with my regrets walking throught this town, i feel so lonesome i'm trying
Earth is turning into a time bomb there ain't no place to run from the black clouds in front of the sun Cross lines jam the telephones no comfort in
