Texty: Flashlight Brown. My Degeneration. Patricia.

What a day what a cold and unforgiving grey
Won't give me a chance

Cast a chill, she was cold as ice and dressed to kill
Froze me with a glance

So now do you recall the twist and crawl and all the games?

Patricia where have you been?
Chilling with method and jamming with queen
Patricia what's in a name?
Tell me some lies and I'll slide you the same

What a trip what a crazy, useless dirty rip
It's out of control


Led by a mighty roar
Here comes the firestorm
I've seen it all before so I'm gone

So move within your trance and safety dance and lose your mind

Patricia where have you been?
Over the bird's nest in life's final scene
Patricia what's in a name?
Godspeed the progress you're finally insane

It's only magic