I [bad word] home

And who made that line?
So I'm trapped by my own design
I can read all the pictures now
Then I'm changed by the thought somehow

So who can I blame? [bad word] the same
So who can I blame?
I sigled you out.

Broken glass lays under my feet
and I [bad word] home.

And who made that line?
That line
I can read all the pictures now.
Thought somehow

And who made that line?
That line
I'm trapped by my own design
Them I'm changed by the thought somehow

And who made that line
That line
I'm trapped by my own design
I can read all the pictures now.
pictures now..
pictures now..
now..

And who made that line?
That line
And who made that line?
That line
Them I'm changed by the thought somehow