LYRICS: “Speaking a language I can’t explain I’ll see you again in 25 years I’m alive and dead at the same time Plastic bag, sometimes my arms bend back BOB is real! Fire walk with me One Eye Jack’s, Log Lady talks about the owls, about the whores From woods to hell! This is a hiding place.. Between my legs! Fire walk with me! I’m afraid…Stay away from me.. My words came out strange My world is in flames Red room is my home, I’m dying alone Whispered secrets...“
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