Tekster: Clinic. Distortions.

I'd like to know completely
What others so discreetly
Talk about when they leave me
Not that I notice when they're gone

It's eerie and so scary
I don't know who to marry
Your sister came to bait me
But I love it when you blink your eyes

I've showed me once to often
You'd never know how often
I've pictured you in coffins
My baby in a coffin

But I love it when you blink your eyes
Oh I, I want to know my body
I want this out not in me
I want no other leakage

I want to know no secrets showed
I leave, oh I leave, now I leave care
Free of distortions, free of distortions
Free of distortions