Songtexte Prism - C.A.R.
                                                Something 
                                                isn't 
                                                working
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                woken 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                dark
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                pulling 
                                                at 
                                                my 
                                                covers
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    I 
                                                won't 
                                                turn 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                cold 
                                                and 
                                                empty 
                                                box
 
                                    
                                
                                                Getting 
                                                battered 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Viciously 
                                                unkind
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                lie 
                                                here 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drugged 
                                                in 
                                                half 
                                                    a 
                                                daylight
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                fumble 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                drawers
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                dress 
                                                the 
                                                musky 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                take 
                                                it 
                                                on 
                                                all 
                                                fours
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                the 
                                                mist 
                                                of 
                                                perfumed 
                                                showers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Find 
                                                prisms 
                                                nonetheless
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                dive 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                colours
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                soon 
                                                forget 
                                                the 
                                                rest
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Growing Pains
2 Daughters
3 Heat
4 Flat Out at the Sockhop
5 Random Words
6 Cholera
7 Swaggart
8 Strange Ways
9 VHS
10 Prism
11 This City
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