Paroles: Costanza. In The Sun.

In the mud in the sun I feel
Like I?m trapped in the ice
Wanna get rid of my mind
I?m really tired
But I can?t sleep
Can?t even breath
I?m almost bleeding
I?m licking
In the dark my weepings
In the mud in the sun I?m almost sinking

In the sun I feel
Like I?m trapped in the ice
Like a sweat in a bad dream
In a bad memory

In the sun I feel
Like I?m trapped in the ice
Like a sweat in a bad dream
In a bad memory?