Myelin Songtext
von Arthur Moon
Myelin Songtext
I started detecting
A cognitive rift
Executive functioning
A tilt of the wrist
When the myelin
Grows in
The frontal lobe
I won′t believe me
No licence to drive
I could ride my passing train
I could hide
And hold onto my
Fine white lines, ahh
Ooh, ooh
I could hide
Oh myelin
And hold onto my
Fine white lines, ahh
Fine white, fine white
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
A cognitive rift
Executive functioning
A tilt of the wrist
When the myelin
Grows in
The frontal lobe
I won′t believe me
No licence to drive
I could ride my passing train
I could hide
And hold onto my
Fine white lines, ahh
Ooh, ooh
I could hide
Oh myelin
And hold onto my
Fine white lines, ahh
Fine white, fine white
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Writer(s): Lora Faye Ashuvud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com