Texty:
Fight Small Deadly Space

Trippin' out, oh, yeah, I'm freakin' out This sound is bouncing me right off the wall Lose myself, I can't control myself I'm a radio head, that's in

I am, I said and I believe I made it here for something This is my time, I'm here and now And I'll fight on to get there With prejudice in mind Through

When did you Last look at At where you are? Did, did you Ever think You'd get this far? Obsessor Low mind Confessor Declined Have, have you Realized

Mind's eye in darkness See how they run Fools search for nothing Stare at the sun See how they run There's none for me I stand with you Stare at the

Fist in the wall, care of family Swallow and suck till I'm full I need their love and attention Like I need lead in my skull Small deadly space Small deadly space

Překlad: Boj. Malý prostor Deadly.

vision and possibility? What chance does anyone have when all the spaces are filled? Sipping breakfast teas to the sound of Space Invaders. * Television

a queen A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams And all mankind did bow

lost all sense of vision and possibility? What chance does anyone have when all the spaces are filled? Sipping breakfast teas to the sound of Space Invaders