The sickness of the mother runs on through the girl, leaving her small and helpless. Liquor flies through her brain with the force of a gun, leaving her running in circles.
The currents rage so deep upon us, this is the age of video violence.
The only thing constantly changing is change, and change is always changing for the worse.
Some people drink to unleash their libidos, and other people drink to prop up their egos.
As the dead rise to live, the live sink to die, the currents are deep and raging inside.
You can't ask me to explain the lyrics because I won't do it.