The Sun Behind The Dustbin Lyrics

Beehoover The Sun Behind The Dustbin

washing machine caustic detergent takes away the colours tatters me and leaves me naked inject black wisdom filling every corner from inside covering all levelling contours take the sun from behind the dustbin and hang it to its nail again cheap plastic moulds all shaped the same economic efficiency insignificant redundancy pull out the plug and make it stop climb on top and peek through the colourless sad laundry