• so peculiar the way she dances
    and she makes me follow to, follow to
    follow her feet, follow her feet
    she breathes atony
    i blame no one but myself
    your pain is irresistable
    i never learned the universal language
    theres no such thing as panic when you can see in the future
    you know if you ring your bell your servants will come running
    i blame no one but myself your pain is so becoming
    throw a penny
    feed the fountain