Honeyhole Songtext
von Beehoover

Alone you came
Alone you go
To the place where I was before
Evidence is what I need even as a god as I am
And cold shivers down my spine
Important is what′s happening now and history is what all things made out of us
An answer should not be turned the other way round because a word can act like a bomb or a knife
Too many things I wanted to know
Too many things I should not know Too many things I hate to know
Too many things
I don't understand that you did all these fucking things to me
I am addicted to the power of evidence
To the power of x
I feel better with it and golden honey is flowing right into your mouth glueing all your lies together
And all the things that do not matter
I′d like to put an oily rag on your fucking mouth and fucking burn it