Bulletin

I'll point the finger at you 
i pick you up now from the floor 
reach down my throat 
i see i feel and i breathe 
everything's exactly how it seems 
i want to walk through empty streets 
i look around 
but i can't feel you 
i walk around 
but i can't find your trace 
ice feeling nature dead 
don't stop right where you are 
what does it take 
how long must i stay 
little secrets in your head 
you call it love 
you call it love 
i just call it wrong..... 
that's why i couldn't catch my breath 
float like a dead man 
everything is prepared 
do you only think about yourself 
mission missed 
last level will come next 
spinal cord remains intact 
you call........ 
can't stop, won't stop, kisses on your belly 
don't you, don't you, don't hang on the tele, nah 
you call........