I want to I want to be someone else or I’ll explode Floating upon this surface for the birds The birds The birds You want me? Fucking well come and find me I’ll be waiting With a gun and a pack of sandwiches And nothing Nothing Nothing You want me? Well come and break the door down You want me? Fucking come and break the door down I’m ready I’m ready Continua a leggere Hokusai auf dem Fenster