I was in the pi– scented –otograph
Laying on the cold –d
And the boundary was spreading like disea–se
Like disea–e
And there were no boundaries left to cross
Only the space imagined from due discou–rse
I was in the boundary
Abducted by border guards in the
Back country road
Back country road

Ba–nd
Oh, oh, there were no, no atmospheric devices
There were no –d out and the basement was so moldy and wet
Mildew spread like spider webs on these
Back, back, ba–
–ountry road

[Instrumental Outro]