A Fiend Called Peter Pan Songtext
von Celladoor

Give me my supply
Without it I wither and I die
Can′t keep friends
I'm always on the outside
Rebellion is dead
When everyone′s a rebel in their head
Don't dish out what
You can't stomach, my god I′m seeing red


I fly, I fly
I fly up high just like Peter Pan
Can′t die, won't die
I am Horus and I will neverland

Tattooed clock on it′s face
Look at it's sharp teeth, man, I can′t look away
I am afraid
It is telling me all the time I waste
I can't attach
If I do I′ll sink and I'll be torn apart
Sometimes I laugh
At all the dumb shit I've done because I′m smart


I fly, I fly
I fly up high just like Peter Pan
Can′t die, won't die
I am Horus and I will neverland