Adam Drucker - Janu Are lyrics

You can't right it or fix it its When low temperature speaks Speaks only ending to you What what what time is it you know the calendar works perfectly you cannot right it nor remove the battery either it has no worse and deeper workings you might whisper of whats wrong with to a healer simply that it looks a lot like how this all will feel in the end, you rotting and lucking long ways across the cells of every second and hundreds of months touching there is no day to encircle for when it all gets fixed no one for locking in on a week day week which when it all was broke only more unmarked days for realising all that hold on a human you have really been after all, its you who keeps himself dark twin and laying with the long below you void the ugly unimportance of specific twin to you was weightless hoping air for all goals and no god in a revised history for where you're lacking something umbilical ice folical, black gla** a strained weak link in a chain gone clear through your past life 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 11, 12, 13 and