19 - Five-Locks


I'm talking about a girl,
singing about a new world,
cannot, run away,
she is catching me

R-
I am in, a black box
six side, five locks
On your neck, I can see
a little twisted Metal and this is my key
-R

You take, care of it
Wait, a little bit
But then, you set me free
I'm ready, already!

R

It is, a dirty world
in this quiet word
One perfect duality
A wonderful brutality!

R

http://rockerek.hu/