Junkie Xl

She was born fat to believe to be wed
is a blessing with doubt without believe
Matrimony, so phony
Her up bringing real gloomy
Like a church mouth to his pouch
Before filling a duty
Counting out to all around
Left room shadow
When thoughts about pout
Outlays with sulk
In disgust she's filled with void
She said...
Zerotonine, I'm in line, to feel fine
Everything else, makes me blind
Rings are gold and funds are mould
The story turns old, to kick it in so bold
Now rise and unfold
All awhile I focus in the fiftieth mid
Wrapped to a person that could
Only be my dad
Mom's bliss's a chocolate but
Versus regret
She said, she said...
Zerotonine, I'm in line, to feel fine
Everything else, makes me blind
Zerotonine, I'm in line, to feel fine
Everything else, makes me blind