Scratching white walls
Sterile whiteness cracked by her books
On the ledge
On the ledge
Dust raised by their stories
The new one begins
It's falling inside, coming inside
Through the window pushed by the summer breeze
It sat by my side
And told me to write yet another part...
Just for once I want to stay
Just for once not run away
There's not more than walls
Empty space - modernistic approach
And her look...
It's crushing my head... crushing my head
This metallic scent still recalls last night
Licking bitter breast sparking in moonlight
All the booty spanks they were aimed so right
Books attack again Tales are spilling out
I'll take few more looking for way-out
Did she put a trap stories start to shout
It's crushing my head... crushing my head
Just for once I want to stay
Just for once not run away...