…past houses, farms & fields Passin′ graves that have no name, freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of rusted automobiles Good mornin' America, how are you? Don't you know me? I′m your native son! I′m the…

…not the foreigners of love, anymore, I dont want the time of my own, at all, you desire of love, I can give it to you, pour you some wine, take s drink. Obviously, you never get bored, to your own life, you are shy…

…I'm drained but aching for more And the devil inside is reading The words of the saddest poem To be engraved on the stone on my grave I'd kill to share your pain (and carry the shame) And sell my soul for you just to…

…Love's the devil counting teardrops in the rain To the sound of a chalkboard symphony played with nails For what it's worth I don't wanna see you hurt anymore Than you have to [Chorus:] Dine on glass Wine on blood Baby…

…every vast direction Lonely farer in the Goldilocks zone She has a tale to tell From the stellar nursery into a carbon feast Enter LUCA The tapestry of chemistry There’s a writing in the garden Leading us to the Mother…

…the savannah a lion licks a wounded gnu To honor this moment even the heavens cease Giant spiders learn how to swim With whales they form a united kin Snakes say hello to the rats on the ground In the meadows play merrily…

…the savannah a lion licks a wounded gnu To honor this moment even the heavens cease Giant spiders learn how to swim With whales they form a united kin Snakes say hello to the rats on the ground In the meadows play merrily…

…ALL NIGHT. I CAN MAKE YOU SWEAT, YOU CANT EVEN NOTICE THE HEAT, OR HOW SWEAT IT ALL IS. YOU MIGHT HAVE COSTS OF YOUR CONSIOUSNESS, BUT THE NIGHT IS DEFENATELY NOT A CLOSE TO LOCKNESS. WELCOME TO MY BED, IT´S THE PLACE…