CLEAR AND CLEAN
EMI Music Publishing Hungary
A slow song, with nice guitars of Krisztián Szűcs.
Vocal: Krisztián Szűcs
We say that truth written is truth unwritten, that all mans are the same as each other,
that their fathers and mothers made them so that they are alive,
free from all diseases and following not food but the feeling of having eaten food.
While reading out your pointless sentences my tongue
is slipping somewhere
You bash my head, I curse you underneath my breath,
But when it's over, I'm gonna stand up straight
And when I stand up I'll be speaking clear
Don't you fear
The endless rows of filthy crap you make me scratch
will end up somewhere
The arms behind my slavish eyes are waiting for the
last line to be over
And when it's over...
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