HEXAGORA Lyrics
Steven Fate
I’ll take my kerosene back home
I’ll take my clothes, and burn them all
Caffeine above my ceiling fan
I should be on my way back home
I’ve been away for these past five days
My friends think I’ve died, well anyway
A coffin of red, my resting place
I need some peace, to be alone
Ice snow angels falling from the heavens
Save my face, they don’t really know the Asians
Two pairs solid, one of them disgusted
Ice cold room, someone come and take me, hostage
Ice snow angels falling from the heavens
Save my face, they don’t really know the Asians
Two pairs solid, one of them disgusted
Ice cold room, someone come and take me, hostage
I’ll take my kerosene back home
I’ll take my clothes, and burn them all
Caffeine above my ceiling fan
I should be on my way back home