I call it like I see it
My will is losing its center
A rusty chestnut tree is in the center
I cannot remember
My will is losing its center
A roar from a wholly undivided voice
I cannot remember
The tiny condescending human
A roar from a wholly undivided voice
Headaches burst like globes from the eye
The tiny condescending human
What is it doing there?
Headaches burst like globes from the eye
A rusty chestnut tree is in the center
What is it doing there?
I call it like I see it