Carriers Songtext
von Foot Ox

What lesson were you trying to teach?
Was it happiness is always slightly out of reach?
Or that we cannot subsist without any sleep?
Or than I am a whale laying dead on the beach?
Well I don′t think you can practice that bullshit you preach 'Cause you are a dog drinking Clorox bleach
And you′ll be dead
On my grass
By morning point


So become manure to feed the flowers
Because I'm no longer counting hours
This song is a cap on a bottle of power
That you can die hoping you will not devour
Because you are not a fucking princess
You are a car with a dead battery
Now that my life is no longer a mess
All the pieces are falling into place