Terminal Regression by BLACK BOX (rock) Lyrics
Terminal regression
Bring me back just to suffer, a mended hand in broken glass
The taste of the air here holds no power anymore
Guiding principle: Time, pressure and flesh
Does what you do make you feel human?
How can I find peace when I’m in love with every kind face that indulges me?
Open my eyes
All I see is your pretty face. It’s spitting on me
Bring me back just to suffer, a mended hand in broken glass
The taste of the air here holds no power anymore
Guiding principle: Time, pressure and flesh
Does what you do make you feel human?
How can I find peace when I’m in love with every kind face that indulges me?
Open my eyes
All I see is your pretty face. It’s spitting on me