Procreation — Criss Angel: текст песни

Automatically, emphatically...is let you know I gotta let you go [uh, uh]

I had a dream We're ruled by consciousness Undemented eyes Blind conditions Procreation Maybe I'm crazy, but you know I'm not some...

Robot

(ahhhhhhh) Stretch that skin spit me out I'm not you Procreation (ahhhhhhh) rubber room body in the womb spit me out

Procreation

I can't forget real life sees...resurrects See you, plant a seed my stomach gives you're inside me Maybe I'm crazy, but you know I'm not some....

(ahhhhhhh) Stretch that skin spit me out I'm not you

Procreation (ahhhhhhh) Rubber room body in the womb spit me out

Procreation

I'm not a nut job I'm not a nut job

Everyone's a nut job but I'm not a nut job (give it to me) I'm not a nut job (give it to me) I'm not a nut job give it to me!

Automatically, emphatically...is let you know I gotta let you go. I just can't go. It keeps suck, sucking me in so, here I go

(ahhhhhhh) stretch that skin spit me out I'm not you

Procreation (ahhhhhhh) rubber room body in the womb I'm not you

Procreation I'm not a nut job

I'm not a nut job

I'm not a nut job

I'm not a nut job

I'm not a nut job

I'm not a nut job

I'm not, I'm,

I'm... I'm not a nut job, I don't think so