Text: The Golden Palominos. Prison of the Rhythm.

Really just a reflex
really just the soul text
sleeping and awaking
taking and taking

Dizzy from the fucking search I seek the love of
Dizzy from the fucking search I seek the love of

Prison of the rhythm
used to be a habit
now it is the measure
sex the only pleasure

Think you are an angel
put me through the whole hell
speed it up to love time
over like a sex-crime

Dizzy from the fucking search I seek the love of God

I knew it when you told me
you meant it when you said it
I never could believe it
I really should forget it

A promise is a promise
until the time you break it
nothing is forever
when you can forsake it

Dizzy from the fucking search I seek the love of God

It's just a reflex
just the soul text
sleeping and awaking
taking and taking
it's a hunger only skin-deep
another one I can't keep
I dream you are the lost part
blame it on a soft heart

I thought I could trust you
but I don't even want to
what's it even good for?
always out the back door

Empty as a tin can
angry as a jealous man
working with the same plan
doing it all again

Dizzy from the place I spend all day and night
trying to tell myself that I can get it right
turning the world into the middle of my bed
turning the world into the hold inside my

Really just a reflex
really just the soul text
sleeping and awaking
taking and taking

Dizzy from the fucking search I seek the love of God