Naked bett's sound

Walking down a lonely path
The dose is large
It’s door to neck
A wagon off track banging to myself
 
Mulberries jumping on me and I see
I don’t feel my life’s inside
I don’t feel I don’t feel is going to happen
 
What different kind 
What different lies I have to hear
What different kind
Nevermind
 
What different kind
What different
 
I am the line on your back that you have to feel
 
Let it melted
Or so it seems
Playing in a new realm
Delicious and loving, in my ears
A humble day dream is over
 
And I see
I don’t feel my life’s inside
I don’t feel I don’t feel is going to happen