Who was held by his own balls? Who was held by his own balls?
I am trying to quit what you still have in sight The end of the exit, everyone else's mind As I lay in the deep, too far to give a bite Tomorrow I will quit, I'm not going to die
It is down at your feet, wake up and make it right Stop pretending to sleep and please turn on the light It is down at my feet but it's such a delight To see your face so green when I'm starting to lie
No surprises, o my fellow All is written long lives ago Much excuses at my elbow Ask my pardon, slow the night bro
Some releases for me sparrow It is so late to make me go Many faces to say hello I am so in and you're not so
