Tekster: Poison The Well. Crystal Lake.

Overheard your converstaoin
Tonight I'm not satisfied
Sitting here I realize
That I always think I'm right

So it's over for all of you
So it's over for all of you

My scenery is lakes and trees
I just can't keep all concrete
I've fallen for this metal
And I love this handle

So it's over for all of you
So it's over for all of you

Two round holes cut into this fabric
And I will slide it over my head

I'll chase you for all hours
I never see you make
The effort to chase me
Now your final place is this lake

Stare at me now, on your way down
Stare at me now, on your way down
Stare at me now, on your way down
Stare at me