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Testo Sleeping Queen
Testo Sleeping Queen
I see humans as they are
Great beauty and great horror they are made of
Can we share anything when our heads, our hearts
Our hands are empty, empty
Our hands are empty, empty
My secrets are my own
Can you please leave me alone I’m trying to sleep
I’m trying to sleep
Even if I’m wide awake
I stay in a dream like state
Just trying to stay alive
Just trying to stay alive
What of this world
Foucault was right, we just discipline and punish
There's nothing left, my head, my hеart, my hands
Are empty, empty
My hеad is empty, empty
She came to my in a dream
A siren with broken wings But I’m trying to sleep
I just want to sleep
Her hair, her lips, her eyes
I blame them for my demise
But I’m trying to stay alive, trying to stay alive
What of this world
Foucault was right, we just discipline and punish
There's nothing left, my head, my heart, my hands
Are empty, empty
My heart is empty, empty
See humans as they are
Great beauty and great horror they are made of
Can we share anything when our heads, our hearts, our hands are empty, empty
Our hands are empty baby, empty
Our hands are empty baby, empty
Our hearts are empty baby, empty
Trying to sleep
Trying to sleep
Great beauty and great horror they are made of
Can we share anything when our heads, our hearts
Our hands are empty, empty
Our hands are empty, empty
My secrets are my own
Can you please leave me alone I’m trying to sleep
I’m trying to sleep
Even if I’m wide awake
I stay in a dream like state
Just trying to stay alive
Just trying to stay alive
What of this world
Foucault was right, we just discipline and punish
There's nothing left, my head, my hеart, my hands
Are empty, empty
My hеad is empty, empty
She came to my in a dream
A siren with broken wings But I’m trying to sleep
I just want to sleep
Her hair, her lips, her eyes
I blame them for my demise
But I’m trying to stay alive, trying to stay alive
What of this world
Foucault was right, we just discipline and punish
There's nothing left, my head, my heart, my hands
Are empty, empty
My heart is empty, empty
See humans as they are
Great beauty and great horror they are made of
Can we share anything when our heads, our hearts, our hands are empty, empty
Our hands are empty baby, empty
Our hands are empty baby, empty
Our hearts are empty baby, empty
Trying to sleep
Trying to sleep
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