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