lyrics

a computer au palais · 30/09/2005

computers au palais, it won´t mean a thing
i break words, beats, swords, introduce the sin

fatigue i´m sick, tired, reversible
my toxic tongue, a feather in his cap
and he wears a thong

and i´ll take you in tow
i wanna sale mo´
my little prozac
and i wanna fall down
no i wanna break down
my little prozac