ST. John Bosch Lyrics

Behind the blankets of confusion

Across my head my city speaks

A single teardrop numb my heart

Outside the window I'll remain

One without soul

One without voice

Upside down and in their backs still they rest

Cause they dont know

They ignore the house and the smell of pain

The big one sleeps as the stranger enters

They ignore the house and the smell of pain

The big one is a cross locked behind a door

Saint John Bosch is a place

However they have not seen anything yet

Saint John Bosch is a place

However they have not seen anything yet

Because they have no memory

Because they lack of all the will

Because they are afraid of being alone

And rejected by the world

Because they have no memory

Because they lack of all the will

Because they are afraid of being alone

And rejected by the world

Saint John Bosch is a place

However they have not seen anything yet

Saint John Bosch is a place

However they have not seen anything yet

Because they have no memory

Because they lack of all the will

Because they are afraid of being alone

And rejected by the world

Because they

They have no

Because they have nothing at all

Because they

They have no

Because they have nothing at all