Paroles de 92 Degrees

The day drags by like a wounded animal The approaching disease, 92 degrees The blood in our veins and the brains in our head The approaching unease, 92 degrees Long ago in the headlines, they noticed it too But too late for the loved ones and nearly for you Shaky lines on the horizon Snakey thoughts invade each person Watch the red line creeping upwards Watch the sanity line weaken The volcanic depths of Hades' ocean Bubble under, these crazed eruptions It wriggles and wrythes and bites within Just below the sweating skin I wondered when this would happen again Now I watch the red line reach that number again The blood in our veins and the brains in our head Drink the water with jagged glass Eat the cactus with bleeding mouth Not ninety-one or ninety-three But ninety-two Fahrenheit degrees Drink the water with jagged glass Eat the cactus with bleeding mouth Not ninety-one or ninety-three But ninety-two Fahrenheit degrees Shaky lines on the horizon Snakey thoughts invade each person Not ninety-one or ninety-three But ninety-two Fahrenheit degrees