Purple Wax Songtext
von Fogbound

Mirrors late at night
The furthest thought to imagine
People are reading
Books with blank pages

Listen, Cathy, can you see?
What the hell am I doing here?
Waiting in abandoned factories
You′ll be safe and you'll be fine
I′ll be safe but I can't find
Your soul, rotten by this open mind


Train straight to the man
To be the last in the chain
I hear it growing tense
And now I feel the pain

Listen, Cathy, can you see?
What the hell am I doing here?
Waiting in abandoned factories
You'll be safe and you′ll be fine
I′ll be safe but I can't find
Your soul, rotten by this open mind

Melt me into your bubblewax
So melt me into your bubblewax
Melt me into your bubblewax
So melt me into your bubblewax
Melt me into your bubblewax