the dreams of dying mothers

i awoke, my insides shuddered

the greycoats of the infantry

victims looking for sympathy

and splash of october swimmers

the cheers of helsinki winners

my barbed bones of futility

leeking marrow of ability



and i don't need anyone

and you don't need anyone



i want to be a happy boy

this means that you must employ my lies

when i want you



and i don't need anyone

i want to be a happy boy

this means that you must employ my lies



[solo]



and i don't need anyone

and you don't need anyone



i want to be a happy boy

this means that you must employ my lies

when i want you

and i don't need anyone

and i don't need anyone

and i don't need anyone