Zammuto
The Shape Of Things To Come
Sit down, turn aroundShape shift when you're tongue tied,I'm so tongue tied,Put the movies on, don't care what I see,Just a situation, a saturationAnd I'll be saturated, until the low comes.Thought about it for a long time,Took a hurricane to make up my mind,That I gotta go.It's a foolish game, ain't no reason for,A trite little concept, a fabricationI need it anyway,Because it's the shape of things to come.Sat down, closed eyes,Took a deep breath, under a big sky,I was eviscerated, it pulled my guts out.Turn the movies off, there's enough to seeWe all want the same things for our family,And I'll be agitated, 'til I cross the Mississippi.
From Letras Mania