Orbs

Not That Kind Of Ouroboros
Are you hanging Onto sentiment Like a child hangs From its mother's breast? And in regards to selflessness From a woman self-obsessed... Are you pregnant With that suckling pig? Will you birth it Or will it stay attached? And on the topic of regret Has the thought consumed you yet? Are you benign? Are you malignant? If I cut you out, will you grow right back? If you could only see yourself through foreign eyes you'd see that you're disgusting Oh my! You've grown another head. Mirror, mirror Which one is the dom? Oh my, oh my my With so many faces and so many eyes How are you so blind, so blind? Aus Songtexte Mania