Break My Senses (Exclusively for Gosha Rubchinskiy Show)

Break my senses into pieces
Break my memories into pieces [bad word] and slip into my eyes
And turn them upside down
Break my senses into pieces
Break my memories into pieces
Rape my feathers all night through 
Leave em crying till the morning dew

And you believe it’s cute
(Hey ma, do I dream or not)
It makes you feel amused
(I can see my friend who died to years ago)
Your inner god is smiling from that side of a door
(Break my senses and all that I adore)
Looking through keyhole

Break my senses into pieces
Cut them out [bad word] scissors [bad word] and slip into my eyes
And turn them side down
Break my senses into pieces
Break my memories into pieces
Rape my feathers all night long
Leave em crying when the [bad word] 

Don’t you think it’s wrong
(Hey mom do I dream or not)
The same [bad word] on and on
(I can see my friend who died two years ago)
Your inner god is smiling from that side of a door
(Break my senses and all that I adore)
Looking through keyhole