Текст песни Cryptomnesia

I sold you for parts You get what you want Then I'll want it too I know who you are Don't know who your not I don't dare ask Come back! use the stove We'll make plans in the back Of your pickup truck Oh why no one told She crowns my lips And waits up Helicopter sails Watching bird's eye That's when I droped And oh my hands Where behaving Like maps expired These rocks have been kicked My body is spent Can't stop and rest oh no Your comfort plus ease I see it in 3-D You can't dream so slow Don't check the index for refrence Curse the sky 'Lord, give me hints' I search the place for your prints I feel your cryptomnesia cryptomnesia