Pete Lyman - Pepper lyrics

Mark these arctic bones Setting a better Get it back to own Nothing adds a bitter sum But is underdone Fabrication, brings disorder Short, rare, indeed, this corner is An all too well know place that has Now become a prison Can't i fix it Won't we miss it Can i fix it Now... Can't i fix it Banter mixed itch? Can't i fix it now In amongst the trees Rotten to the core of expertise Visions spin the head again See through walls secret games Nested covers furry tracks Viscous nature of attacks I wish i would sophisticate The bitter shrill The stink of faith I really wanna fix it Go away My impression in another place Go away... Really wanna take it Take away I really wanna pick up on the case and get back to the- Am, become, what is needed but undone, all together, so apart, of this ever puzzled accident x4 Am, (???) take me back to someplace of what i thought i was it used to be i wish i was Tomorrow ill give up, tomorrow ill give up but today