Weak Is The Flesh

All right back
All right back
Now everything comes back
All right back
Now everything comes back

The heart, the hood, the fingers, the body
That was bent convex to the ceiling
Second, my bad fists have been tied up
The head whispers "idiots, idiots, idiots"
All whispers "idiots, idiots, idiots"

Warm, those days (warm as bad)
Quit almost (Sleep nothing)
After all, everything was so quiet (Should we pretend that)
Had almost forgotten it happened

But now everything came back
But now everything came back

The street I've gone before
The deal is too far away
Höghusen, low-rise reactions and all questions
A jacket that looks like one I held in
Way I've gone before
A smell that smell like a back I touched
Things to end
The heart, the back, the neck bent
The fist that hit me in the forehead
The heels of the acilla species
The headache belongs to someone else now
Nothing I want again
But that jacket, that way
Korpar's writing in the background when everything begins again

If you wonder why we never jump on each other
Because when I see you, my friend, everything will be back
Then everything will be back, yes

Yes, I should go but the meat is weak
Yes, I should go but the meat is weak
Yes, I should go but the meat is weak
Yes, I should go though

I would like to stop talking
But everything is coming back
I would like to stop talking
But everything is coming back
I would like to stop talking
But everything is coming back
I would like to stay

Enter through the gate and up the stairs
Across the farm
Never be over you