Prozac (исполнитель: Sunday Munich)
I am flush. Against the wall, Clutching my chest of secrets. And I am flush. With the pavement, maybe that's why he walks all over me? This my only space in this crowded place. Nothing calms me but that stinging. Quite like no other. Small pieces of mind, Misplaced over a line... This my only space in this crowded place. This is my mind. Misplaced over a line. This my only space in this crowded place. This my only space in this crowded place.