Paracetamol Songtext
von Oro Swimming Hour

Paracetemol was the only thing gone
From the tower of ferns
Unbelievable not a leaf left unturned
You broke the glass just to leave


What holds your centre to the floor
And guides your ankles animal?
Divides your symbols
And makes your rivers run?

Imperceivable what you′re hoping to find
And untreatable
Paracetamol you can have some of mine
I hope it tastes terrible

What holds your centre to the floor
And guides your ankles animal?
Divides your symbols
And makes your rivers run?