Bulletin

I'll point the finger at you

I pick you up now from the floor

reach down my throat

I see I feel and I breathe

everything's exactly how it seems

I want to walk through empty streets

I look around

but I can't feel you

I walk around

but I can't find your trace

ice feeling nature dead

don't stop right where you are

what does it take

how long must I stay

little secrets in your head

you call it love

you call it love

I just call it wrong.....

that's why I couldn't catch my breath

float like a dead man

everything is prepared

do you only think about yourself

mission missed

last level will come next

spinal cord remains intact

you call........

can't stop, won't stop, kisses on your belly

don't you, don't you, don't hang on the tele, nah

you call........