Testo King Of Beauty Mansun
Feed this insect inside me
Watch my time drippinâ off from the walls
This silence and stillness
Like a glove with the fingers withdrawn
Sympathy leaves in the cold
Look for an exit but theyâre closed
Brief fabrication of what I know
Iâm hiding my sickness
No motion no feeling
The king of beauty
Leaves this building
Iâm hiding my sickness
No motion no feeling
The king of beauty
Leaves this building
Living in a body bag
Iâm waiting, Iâm waiting
Resurrection of memory
All the thing I remember I hold
A virtual impression
Of a life that Iâm building alone
Sympathy leaves in the cold
Look for an exit but theyâre closed
Brief fabrication of what I know