Gacela Of The Bullring
Nihilists in orbit
What a phase to come out of
Scattered seeds in the building
Intake the rats
With yielding armies
And broken down cars but
Horns still loud
Rusting songs from a crackling
Frequency meeting with you
Subtleties in the bullring
Where silence is molding me
Does that window open up
Am I stuck in here
We're sure stuffed in this dump
We're sure stuffed in here
To see this flash-flood of oddballs
We're sure stuck in here
Does that window open up
Can't trust anyone in that perfume
The coliseum paramedics
Can't restore a blink
I get to the parking lot a lot
But I never go in
But I never go in
Nervous leads to creepy
Seizing up
We grind to a halt
Brothers against me
They all find a reason to give up
Bored as I get I get up
Does that window open up
Am I stuck in here
We're sure stuffed in this dump
We're sure stuffed in here
To see this flash-flood of oddballs
We're sure stuffed in here
Does that window open up
We're sure stuck in here
We're sure stuck in here
Does that window open up
We're sure stuck in here