| Ill-Disposed lyrics
A Frame Of Mind lyrics
As the man I am, I dislike
More purities and feelings send
Into the extacy I hate
Nobody controls me
Maybe it's because nobody wants to
Anyway
They watch the terror
In a maze full of gray we shall rest
Incomplete, fictive mirror
Enchanting the way, I do at my best
When a man disconnects, he will lie
A tale telling meyhem inquiries leading
The poor suckers brain
I'm one of those men
But hey then again: Who's to say
Grey is coming, a broken frame
On the cross, my mirror
Unattended my body decays
A future loss, aching nearer
Soon I'll meet the boss
[The band is talking:
- Der var et eller andet, jeg syntes der var et eller andet med...
jeg spillede helt ved siden af, jeg tunkte kun p¥ den dukke der
- tihi
- Jeg syn... lagde du ikke m¦rke til hvor mange riffs jeg spillede forkert?
- Jojo
which translates to something like:
- There was something, I thought there was something about... I was
playing all wrong... I was only thinking about that doll, you know
- (laughing) Teehee
- I thin... Didn't you notice how many riffs I played wrong?
- Yeah, sure]
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