I got sunshine in my stomachLike I just rocked my baby to sleep.I got sunshine in my stomachBut I can't keep me from creeping sleep,Sleep, deep in the deep.Rockface moves to press my skinWhite liquids turn sour withinTurn fast - turn sourTurn sweat - turn sour.Must tell myself that I'm not here.I'm drowning in a liquid fear.Bottled in a strong compression,My distortion shows obsessionIn the cave.Get me out of this cave !If I keep self-control,I'll be safe in my soul.And the childhood beliefBrings a moment's relief,But my cynic soon returnsAnd the lifeboat burns.My spirit just never learns.Stalactites, stalagmitesShut me in, lock me tight.Lips are dry, throat is dry.Feel like burning, stomach churning,I'm dressed up in a white costumePadding out left-over room.Body stretching, feel the wretchingIn the cageGet me out of the cage!In the glare of a lightI see a strange kind of sight;O cages joined to from a starEach person can't go very far;All tied to their thingsThey are netted by their strings,Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.Outside the cage I see my brother John,He turn his head so slowly round.I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone,And he looks at me without a sound.And I shout out "John please help me !"But he does not even want to try to speak.I'm helpless in my violent rageAnd a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek.My little runaway.In a trap, feel a starpHolding still, Pinned for kill.Chances narrow that I'll make it,In the cushioned straitjacket.Just like 22nd St,And they got me by my neck and feet.Pressure's building, can't take more.My headache's charged. Earaches roar.In this painGet me out of this pain.If I could change to liquid,I could fill the cracks up in the rock,But I know that I am solidAnd I am my own bad luck.Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves,And without any reason my body revolvess.Keep on turningKeep on turningKeep on turningKeep on turningKeep on turningTurning aroundJust spinning around.Down, down, down..........
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I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep, deep in the deep.
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquids turn sour within
Turn fast - turn sour
Turn sweat - turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave.
Get me out of this cave !
If I keep self-control,
I'll be safe in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief,
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit just never learns.
Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight.
Lips are dry, throat is dry.
Feel like burning, stomach churning,
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out left-over room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
In the glare of a light
I see a strange kind of sight;
O cages joined to from a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They are netted by their strings,
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.
Outside the cage I see my brother John,
He turn his head so slowly round.
I cry out "Help!" before he can be gone,
And he looks at me without a sound.
And I shout out "John please help me !"
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek.
My little runaway.
In a trap, feel a starp
Holding still, Pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straitjacket.
Just like 22nd St,
And they got me by my neck and feet.
Pressure's building, can't take more.
My headache's charged. Earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rock,
But I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
Outside John disappears and my cage dissolves,
And without any reason my body revolvess.
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Keep on turning
Turning around
Just spinning around.
Down, down, down..........
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