Текст песни Erroneous Manipulation - Meshuggah
                                                An 
                                                inwrought 
                                                irksome 
                                                rabbit
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                washing 
                                                my 
                                                stomach
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                stop 
                                                thinking 
                                                about 
                                                my 
                                                tonsils
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                they 
                                                are 
                                                pendulating 
                                                between 
                                                my 
                                                toes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                suffering 
                                                from 
                                                liberty
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                naked 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                TV-set 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                running 
                                                wild,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fast, 
                                                sweet 
                                                and 
                                                heavy 
                                                penetrating 
                                                in 
                                                to 
                                                my
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grandparents 
                                                pupils 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                reach 
                                                but 
                                                with 
                                                a
 
                                    
                                
                                                Canoes 
                                                evil 
                                                emotion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Allright 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                admit 
                                                it 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                screaming 
                                                and 
                                                lying 
                                                stoneoperation
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                searched 
                                                his 
                                                way 
                                                through 
                                                carparts
 
                                    
                                
                                                Afraid 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                recognized 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                spoon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Birds 
                                                with 
                                                empty 
                                                refridgerators 
                                                heated 
                                                up 
                                                the
 
                                    
                                
                                                Childrens 
                                                chairsweat
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                no 
                                                chance 
                                                to 
                                                drive 
                                                the 
                                                table 
                                                without
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                blue 
                                                sock 
                                                cause 
                                                my 
                                                mistakes 
                                                rolled 
                                                down 
                                                above
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                forest 
                                                of 
                                                investigation
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                soon 
                                                as 
                                                    I 
                                                heard 
                                                my 
                                                neighbor 
                                                bend 
                                                his 
                                                arm
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                submarine 
                                                the 
                                                milk 
                                                was 
                                                hot 
                                                and 
                                                dangerous
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                bed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nobody 
                                                understands 
                                                how 
                                                wipewashers 
                                                can 
                                                breathe 
                                                cows
 
                                    
                                
                                                Farting 
                                                magazines 
                                                are 
                                                wading 
                                                in 
                                                waxed 
                                                scarecrows
 
                                    
                                
                                                Falling 
                                                flesh 
                                                punched 
                                                me 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                bathsuit 
                                                look 
                                                alike 
                                                neck
 
                                    
                                
                                                Which 
                                                controls 
                                                universe 
                                                with 
                                                an 
                                                irongrip 
                                                of 
                                                umbrellas
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                wiping 
                                                away 
                                                some 
                                                mirrors 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                snakes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Without 
                                                drinking 
                                                any 
                                                busstations
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sorry, 
                                                I'm 
                                                in 
                                                love 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                door
 
                                    
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