Spinach Songtext
von Engine 88

I belong to the headlong and furiously misgiven We stare at the
Sun with a hard-on and we are only children We′re like spots on
Bugs The really little ones that I fuck myself of We're like spots
On bugs The little dots that I fuck myself of When I think about
Myself Figuring it out I′m too ugly for the crowd And too loud
When I think about myself Figuring it out I'm too ugly for the
Crowd Too loud I belong to the headlong and furiously misgiven We
Stare at the sun with a hard-on and we are only children We're like
Spots on bugs The really little ones that I fuck myself of We′re
Like spots on bugs The little dots, the little dots, the little dots!
When I think about myself Figuring it out I′m too ugly for The crowd Too loud When I think about myself Figuring it out
I'm too ugly for the crowd Too loud What′s the matter now?
Can you see me?
What's the matter now?
Can′t you see me?
What's the matter now?
When I think about myself Figuring it out I′m too ugly
For the crowd And too loud When I think about myself
Figuring it out I'm too ugly for the crowd And too
Loud Figuring it out Figuring it out Figuring it out