Watkin Tudor Jones - Sun on My Face lyrics

This isn't happening... f** the (?) let me help you lose it Here's the part where they merged again Distort and I start acting stupid I'm trying to get inside this silly human body and I'm beginning to feel claustrophobic So change the channel before I poke in your fragile little mind I start to probe, but I specialize in mind science and the study of human behavior in relation to the mind Master compresses (?) transferring into face with the rhyme I'm coming at you like the pavement through this warped landscape Like a ghost rocking a carca** Behold my light but do not touch I was tumbling into my darkness I stay streamlined (?) While your pants fall off your arses Me and my trusty hell (?) Outlast this engineering catharsis Anonymous anarchist Post mathematical ones sway to the rhythm I skywalk impossibly Tip toe over heads while the drums wade through the (?) Excuse me Having a moment to myself No more (?) in the world I don't feel like speaking to anyone I'm busy designing a new world I am a brave man With a strange game plan Sun on my face I am empty No more sorrow Spanning... memories I am the man From tomorrow Sun on my face I am empty No more sorrow Spanning... memories I am the man From tomorrow The boom bang bringer I'm slinging my slang to the beat My nose starts to bleed Every time I use mind control on human beings (?) Freaky deaky action on some blood nose busy boy Black attract reflection Ehh, hey (?) No teeth just gum (?) numb dumb thumb my bum wa*kie on the pavement Face in the sun No home having tollie trekking, trollie trekkers nollie piss bier kots sh** kak fokken lekker 'Jou ma se poes' Jou ma se poes (?) (?) Shutup! You kick your b**h in the head while she pisses in the gutter Cardboard reality, what mothaf**a?