3 min
Of pain!
It's like drowning in rain
'Cause they have to inflate
Their emotions and vibes
Some more!
Please, sir!
In the back of my throat
This is, this is what they ask for
This is, this is my curse, my role
But this is my blame
'Cause I, day by day
I compress my pain
In a file .wav
But he still doesn't get this place
From outside we are a strange race
This is my place, Paul Dano!
This is my race, Paul Dano!
Today
They crave
Chemicals in their brain
I don't mean white cocaine
Don't be upbeat, it's not joy
But this is my blame
'Cause I, day by day
I compress my pain
In a file .wav
This is my place, Paul Dano!
This is my race, Paul Dano!
This is my place, Paul Dano!
This is my race, Paul Dano!
Got a small pet demon
He sleeps on my bed pillow
He listens to my radio
He loves to drink Espresso
I didn't call him Gizmo
I just called him Paul Dano
He's from the red Inferno
And got for me a question
In hell the pain's abuse
On earth a sad excuse
Penality in hell
Necessity on earth
You guys, so fucking weirdos!
Oh he's so fucking curious!
But to think of it
Maybe I should admit
My art comes out of pain
Their hearts need more of it, yah yah yah!
But he still doesn't get this place
From outside we are a strange race
But this is my blame
'Cause I, day by day
I compress my pain
In a file .wav
This is my place, Paul Dano!
This is my race, Paul Dano!
This is my place, Paul Dano!
This is my race, Paul Dano!
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