Swiming The Channel Vs. Driving The Chunnel letra

All eyes on me, it's why we never speak.
For now we'll just sit locked and dilated.
I feel buried or maybe I'm just alone.
So cover me in black.
It's for history.
So retire the ships, the final voyage was his.

Botch - Letras

• Afghamistam
• C. Thomas Howell As The "Soul Man"
• Closure
• Contraction
• Dead For A Minute
• Ebb
• Framce
• Frequency Ass Bandit
• Frequency Ass Bandits
• God Vc. Science
• God Vs. Science
• Hives
• Hutton's Great Heat Engine
• I Wanna Be A Sex Symbol On My Own Terms
• In Spite Of This
• Inch By Inch
• Japam
• John Woo
• Man The Ramparts
• Mondrian Was A Liar
• O Fortuna
• Oma
• Rejection Spoken Softly
• Rock Lobster
• Saint Matthew Returns To The Womb
• Spitting Black
• Stupid Me
• Swiming The Channel Vs. Driving The Chunnel
• Swimming The Channel Vs. Driving The Chunnel
• Thank God For Worker Bees
• The End Of An Anchor
• Third Part In A tragedy
• To Our Friends In The Great White North
• Transistions from Persona to Object
• Transitions From Persona To Object
• Vietmam
• We Are The Romans