Young man just down the road Guitar licking guitar night The red eyes of his heart are bloody For what no one wants to know On the bat he complained On the street lights please
On the tones of anger At the universe he was frank
I'm nervous Parents in the dim Find friends spare money No friendly smile at home For what no one wants to know On the bat he complained On the street lights please
On the tones of anger At the universe he was frank
I'm nervous Restless souls like tempest Young people, old people Full of indignant anger Anxiously living the prison of the world Padang jittery hot smoldering
Anxious forest burns alive Anxious sky, vomit storm
Balance is restless The soul is restless like a thunderbolt