Descartes A Kant The Mess We've Made
Again you knock unexpectedly on the door
I wonder what brings you here
The door open and the unexpected guest
Comes in and sees there is quite a mess
And I don′t know what's the story here, but there′s no need to explain
I came to somewhere new, but everything looks quite the same
Eternal companion suck my air
Moan in secret
I'll hide you well
Beneath the car seat
Where no one knows where no one sees
Beneath the car seat
Where no one knows where no one sees
Beneath the car seat
My hands have holes
My heart needs rest
My head won't decongest
I guess we come to each other now and then
Look at the mess we′ve made again
Eternal companion suck my air
Moan in secret
I′ll hide you well
Beneath the car seat
Where no one knows where no one sees
Beneath the car seat
Where no one knows where no one sees
Beneath the car seat
Where no one knows where no one sees
