Two mice I saw´re drowned in butter
cause neither he´s wise nor he´s wiser
Two mice I saw´re drowned in butter
cause neither he´s wise nor his parents
Two eyes I shut to see you closer
why did you bath in muddy waters
Inside I feel you´re my disposer
outside there´s nothing to hide from but you
Wake up, why are you so predictable?
Beautiful morning...
Sounds like our minds can be so invincible
Follow the warning sign
It could be mine, it could be mine
Tonight I died of my reflection
I suddenly fell into milk and
been kicking and screaming
to die in a bowl of my projection
so guess what a mouse had
turned out to be
And I´m drowning
I´m drowning
I´m drowning
I´m drowning
Wake up, why are you so predictable?
Beautiful morning...
Sounds like our minds can be so invincible
Follow the warning sign
It could be mine, it could be mine
... and I die for deserving a swim through your river
I´m calling the ghosts of the certain deceiver and I´m
burning the hay oh I will find the needle
I drown in the water the water is me
but I know that I´m eager to choke the results
of particular cravings, of hunger, of thirst, of bulimic embraces
oh, comfort my tongue
while they dress and uncover and write you a song for them
I will not sigh and I will not enchant you
You´ve covered me blind for translations to hide to arise you
I run from the shadow, the shadow is mine to despise you
We´re running out of time