Some abandoned hearts
some behind the wheel
some are out and gone
I am here still

Some are hooked on jumps
some prefer to walk
I believe, I trust
do we have to talk

Television stinks
all my world now sucks
every moron dreams
everybody fucks

I am not alone
overpoisoned angel
here with my fate now
so far in danger

I believed too much
I was strange and ill
some are broken hearts
some behind the wheel
some infect my soul
some have fun in love
Probably alone
I can't get enough.

2 sep 97, 00:57 (C) tony leontyev