Gonna pack my things I wanna make my life I can't get my voices in tone Just the tape want The sound for ever laid Ever to be heard or never All this has so much of me Open ears and involve All the time, never pleased I can’t help, it's my fault But I can't tell you Just what I’m looking fo So bite my apple Or spit on the floor I've confessed and have to rest, now We never know what is meant All my secrets, live in hеll, this was never meant to bе Ooo
