Letra de Sixth Sense
Who are the masked men? Who are the cashed men? Who are the flash men? Where is the funman?On the table they're pawing the details They wait for the meal to walk in the doorEdible hunter seeks credible victim Sincerely rich seeks sceptical poorWhere is the sunman? Where is the gunman? Where are the fast men? Where are the last men?In the corner they're shifting the ashes Loyal traitor seeks empty womb Oaken Tailor seeks viable impasseEternal youth seeks fatal bloom