Ens cogitans - Dying in your hands again текст песни

I'm living in my smokeless zone
My house is not a happy home
I got to do something 'for I kick the bucket
I'm living in this smokeless zone
I clean my dusty window sills
Everything I grow it kills
I don't want to stay in this street any longer
living in this smokeless zone
Englands green, once so pleasant land
living on a time bomb yeah
The whole damn place is going to turn to sand
Bah bah
I cough upon my wheezy chest
my penicillin does its best
There's only one cure for an unhealthy body
get out of this smokeless zone