We don't feel this fresh exchange
Opening the sky
A phone of sin
Panorama of normality
We don't, we don't
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme raw, patch
Black metal * in the face of the radio
Plastic buster, gimme that piece of raw, patch
Nasty, dirty *
Danger, * up *
Makes me wanna destroy everything
Everywhere, everybody get down
Ugh, I'm a sucker for the raw, patch
Razor blade, rusty
Black magic, fool
Haiti revolution
Lost child, our souls
On roads, in silence
Chilling in low space
Myth misunderstood
Amusing, interrupting, disrupting, disappointing, flourishing, shining on brain waves
In this weird old world of reality
Gimme raw, patch
Black metal * in the face of the radio
Plastic buster, gimme that piece of raw, patch
Nasty, dirty *
Danger, beyond * up *
Makes me wanna destroy everything
Everywhere, everybody get down
Ugh, I'm a sucker for the raw, patch
Razor blade, rusty
Black magic, magic
Haiti revolution
Lost child, all my friends
Did you stay up no longer with the sun and the m flooded their doors
Chameleon, you're still, no-one at once

I know, I know there's a damn chance
We need you in our lives
Give myisten, waiting over with C4
I know
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.