1995

My heart is full of light and love and sugar and caffeine I live inside an antiquated obsolete machine My mind is on fast forward But the trigger finger seed is only wide[?] I'm coming from behind My mind adrift with superstition and my love is all But i have such a fated love to qualify While Ca-Christians do ignore I have have no hell I have have no hell But the ceiling on the shores of father time This little love of mine is coming from behind If your mind can open doors Explore Explore Explore If your mind can open doors Explore Explore Explore Exquisite numbness doses me and courses through my veins But I have such a fated love no such madness can destroy my brains For the be in the eye See right through I don't mind I'm coming from behind Political killing the weak by the willing Political killing the weak by the willing Political killing the weak by the willing