Brain Candle

(альбом: Jupiter - 2000)

Hey candy cane brain
Pouring like the rain
Sweeter than any other pain
I'd even dare name

I kinda need a sort of wind to blow me out
And to control the flame
I kinda need a sort of fuse
To light my brain candle, oh yeah

Hey candy cane brain
Sugared like the stain
Keeping her a tasty
Flavored flowing vein

And don't try, I will do it all for you
Never ask me 'How's your brain?'
When I'm down dying here of thirst
For one dose of my own medicine

I kinda need a sort of wind
To blow me out and to control the flame
I kinda need a sort of fuse
To light my brain candle, oh yeah

I kinda need a sort of wind
To blow me out and to control the flame
I kinda need a sort of fuse
To light my brain candle

I couldn't feel it
How could this be your flame?
I couldn't feel it
How could this be your flame?
I couldn't feel it
How could this be your flame?
I couldn't feel it
How could this be your flame?