Texty:
Ozma Spending Time On The Borderline

crush can never be resolved seems like every resolution ends in tragedy singin' whoa, my eponine we swore we'd die to end this bolshevik and now it's time time

the line and i'm gonna sing you a song that no sane man should be singing but my ears won't stop ringing extraordinary love will save us from the skies above only on

see me at my desk, rested and well dressed always there on time funny how the clock that i used to watch now never seems to mind tried hard to collect

a turtleneck will cover that up so sweat it out and keep your mouth shut FBI (cover it up), CIA (cover it up) JPL (cover it up), CNN (cover it up) turtleneck

your name was given to you out of two hearts something new it seemed too small when you finally grew but it was yours; what could you do? you felt that

I've been thrown the gaijin glare for so long By now I take the scorn in stride Got no time for pride, that only serves to divide Got no time for miscommunication

time, central time, slow down If you're racing time and chasing time, slow down You're buying time and spending time, slow down You're killing time, precious

the line And i'm gonna sing you a song that no sane man should be singing But my ears won't stop ringing Extraordinary love will save us from the skies above Only on

: See me at my desk, rested and well dressed Always there on time Funny how the clock that i used to watch Now never seems to mind Tried hard to collect