Rhetoric Songtext
von Virgin Prunes

Spit into his eye
Seeker save your soul
Crawling in pain

Never cry
Never

Never
Never


I crawl out of her
I crawl out of her
I crawl out of her
Mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother
I crawl out of her
I crawl out of her
I crawl out of her, out of her
Out of her, out of her
Out of her, out of her

I crawl
I crawl
I push through out

Weak as a child

Black
Black
I crawl out