Songtexte:
Oblivion How Could You

how could you live with yourself I wish it happens to you too what you reap is what you sow why-how could you why-how could you why-how could you how could

fact Is melted down And woven on the edging of my pillow Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks He could be dead, He could be not He could be You He's Camelian

the room for a moment It was the first time he had met her you understand When I came back He was telling her the story Right off the bat About how I

quiet suburban life And be a half-forgotten dream And a wife... Nobody knew it could be hell When I was filmed with guys in bed What they were thinking, you could

heart Wishing I could help but not knowing where to start I'd walk away, curse the world, gush some love and curse some more Now you know who I've been

engrossed in self-oblivion I couldn't weep anymore A brooding ode to the night Of raging agony It was bleak and cold I couldn't laugh anymore Those

the fact is melted down Woven on the edging of my pillow And my brother lays upon the rocks He could be dead, he could be not He could be you He's chameleon

for sale there Only dreamtime oblivion Ah - the mysteries that are discussed in the beds of the kings and queens Ah - The mysery well it brings you down

overcome by liquor and the smooth soothing of some neanderthal, finally submitting to the final caresses of sexual oblivion. it was mo An the human mind could