To hear something new is hard and painful for the ear We hear the music of foreigners badly I make the sounds you can't understand I make the sounds you can't understand Thus spake me My fingers, my voice, slide into every orifice My fingers, my voice This is my critique, this is my subversion This is my revolution, this is my revolution I make...Learn More

We smiled and said "I'll see you this summer" But we know that it was over That's just what you say to someone who's dying That's just what you say This is to us Our hands fit, at least for a while This is to us Our hands fit I miss your face, I miss your taste I miss your face, I miss your taste I miss your face, I miss your...Learn More