Well come on, and step a little closer Bend your head like you do me a proposal I like it when you read between the lines These little black dots don't lie I say nothing The sun is moving all around Leaving bloodstains on the ground I must run, to bandage its wounds But it's never done And say nothing I'll keep my mouth shut For those who'll listen I'll stare at your shoes they'll keep your feet in prison But alright, there you go You just keep on moving And let me be slow Sometimes I will stare at my ceiling It gives me this warm and retarded feeling Devotion, a physical release of this emotion I will say nothing Little daughter Where do you go I sit here all day watching the slaughter of Godot I like doing this and listen, Observing you and my metabolism I say nothing